Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. He belongs to Kishimoto-sensei. I'm just a ripoff. Heck, I don't even own Satsuki since her name is already in circulation out there. But I'll tell you what I do own. This story, and this plot! My sanity was lost a long time ago so I don't own that either.
[A/N: It is adviced that you read the notes at the end of the story!]
Enjoy!
The Tales of a Gutsy Kunoichi
Chapter One: Enter! Satsuki Uchiha!
The sun rose high over the skies of Konohagakure No Sato, bathing the massive village in its blinding luminescence. The populace roused itself from their well deserved slumbers just as the first rays of the sun reached their individual homes, before they got ready to kick off their day.
All was peaceful. Whether Shinobi or civilians, each and everyone of them had a smile on their face as they carried out whatever it was that concerned them—maintaining shops, visiting loved ones, or going to missions or training (If you were a Shinobi that is).
All was peaceful.
Until disaster struck.
"Catch that damn Uchiha brat!"
"Bwhahahahaha!"
It was midday perhaps, when boisterous laughter rung in the ears of the pedestrians, causing a few curious ones to turn their heads and look at the source. What they saw definitely caused them to sweatdrop.
Covered in splotches of different coloured paint was a young girl, running down the streets while laughing like a maniac. Her spiky black hair was roughish and unkept, cascading down to the middle of her back where it parted ever so slightly to reveal the famed emblem of the Uchiha Clan emblazoned on her navy blue, high necked short-sleeved shirt. White shorts, white arm warmers and blue Shinobi-grade sandals completed her outfit.
'It's the Clan Head's daughter again...' Was the thought in everyone's head as they watched the girl run past them, accompanied by two dishevelled and distraught Chuunin.
Jumping over unexpecting pedestrians, sliding under fruits and flower carts, vaultng over crates full of miscellaneous things, she was unstoppable. Unfortunately for her, her acrobatic dash came to an abrupt end when two figures landed in front of her a few meters ahead, forcing her to skid to a halt. Onyx eyes narrowed as they gazed at the two individuals standing there like a pair of silent monoliths.
Their outfits were similar in nature. A grey flak jacket over a sleeveless, skin tight black clothing, elbow length black gloves, and grey Shinobi sandals. A red, spiral tattoo was imprinted on their shoulders and a tantō was strapped to their backs. The only difference it seemed were the varying designs of different animals on their porcelain masks.
'ANBU huh?' The girl thought to herself as she stared at the male-female ANBU duo, a vicious grin stretching itself across her face.
Hearing a thud, her head turned left and right before she realised she was being surrounded by more ANBU, two on each side. Their masks were menacing to look at, considering these Shinobi were said to be capable of taking down S-ranked nuke-nins with relative ease.
"What'cha gonna do now huh?"
Hearing a voice behind her, the girl craned her neck to find out that the two Chuunin who have been chasing her earlier had effectively closed in on her only escape route.
However, she had no plans of escaping.
It happened instantly. One moment Satsuki was standing there, proclaiming her greatness to the world, and the next moment she brought out what was reminiscent to two paper balls and promptly threw them to the ground.
"Smoke pellets!" One of the Chuunin exclaimed, his eyes wide, as the entire area suddenly got covered in smoke.
"Hurry! Don't let the girl escape!"
The citizens of Konohagakure looked on in idle curiosity when the entire squad of ANBU plus the two Chuunin ran into the smokescreen, no doubt to restrain the scheming Uchiha.
"Find her!"
"Hey! I've got her!"
"It's me who you're holding onto Hawk!"
Chaos unfurled among the group as they tried in vain to get a hold of their pursuit. By the time the smoke cleared, they were in for a shocking discovery.
"Eh!? Where is she?!"
"Hokage-sama is gonna have our heads if we don't find her!"
"I'm gonna get demoted to Chuunin again!"
Four pairs of heads turned left and right animatedly as they tried—and failed—to locate their target. Why the heck is catching one girl this difficult?!
"Looking for someone?"
Like a machine, every single head snapped towards the direction of the voice and promptly gaped (Yes, even the ANBU). Standing there, her maniacal grin still in place, was Satsuki Uchiha, who was grabbing onto a certain something.
Ninja Wire.
"We found—!"
"This is for underestimating my greatness!"
With a grunt, Satsuki pulled taut the ninja wire, before her shocked pursuers became bound together in place. It didn't end there however. As they were about to fall flat on their faces, the wire was pulled up, taking them with it before they became suspended from an overhead powerline.
The onlookers could only gape.
'Howwww?!'
Clutching her stomach, Satsuki laughed hysterically as she gazed at the screaming, squirming, crying mess that was hanging upside down from the powerline. This was way too fun! If they were intelligent enough, they would take this as a lesson for never trying to underestimate the GREAT Satsuki Uchiha!
So busy she was in enjoying her handiwork that she failed to notice a shadow looming over her.
"Enjoying ourselves are we?"
"Yes, very—"
Alarm bells started ringing in her head as soon as that voice registered itself in her mind. Her eyes widened exponentially as an involuntary shiver ran up her spine. Shakily, her head turned, before a hopeless expression overcame her face—quite the contrast to her previous expression—as she gazed at what can best be defined as a monster.
Standard Shinobi garb—A green flak jacket, dark blue full sleeved clothing, and Shinobi sandals—a Konoha forehead protector, hair tied in a pineapple style, a scar running across the bridge of his nose...
There's no doubt about it.
Iruka Umino.
"I-I-Iruka s-sensei..."
The sun casted ominous shadows over his eyes, presenting for a pretty terrifying sight. One of his eyes glowed an ominous red (don't ask how) as he cracked his knuckles.
Satsuki could only whimper.
~mIR4Ae~
(~Konoha Shinobi Academy~)
"Congratulations on becoming Genin, my students!"
Today was Graduation Day at the Shinobi Academy. Satsuki sat in her reserved spot by the window, a huge red bump resting on her head—courtesy of one Iruka Umino. Her arms were folded underneath her relatively modest chest as she directed a glare towards her homeroom teacher.
'Damn that Iruka-sensei! Did he have to hit me that hard?!' Satsuki thought to herself as she spited and cursed her sensei to oblivion, all the while nursing the reddish bump on her head.
"Words cannot describe how proud I am right now." Wiping the few stray tears that threatened to fall from his eyes, Iruka's warm gaze roamed across each and every one of his students, lasting the longest when they reached Satsuki—who was now ignoring him.
Iruka smiled at her actions before he continued, "These past six years have been the most interesting years of my life as I was fortunate enough to teach such a promising batch. But remember, your journey does not end here." His face then adopted a look of seriousness before he continued, "All of you are still Genin, the lowest in the Ninja Hierarchy. You must work your way up the ladder to become strong. Only then will you be able to protect your home from any and all existing threats, whether inside or outside of these walls!"
Iruka was glad to see that, for the first time in six years, his students were actually listentig to him with rapt attention. All except for Satsuki that is. That girl was still ignoring him.
"Konohagakure has a reputation for producing the strongest and the finest Shinobi among the Five Great Nations. The Densetsu no Sannin, Kakashi Hatake, Minato Namikaze, Itachi Uchiha—" At this, Satsuki perked up, "—are all brilliant examples of the such, and I'm glad to see that this year promises the same."
Iruka looked over his class again, noticing the amount of potential it held. Each and every single Clan Heir from the great clans of Konoha were graduating this year. Truly a promising generation indeed.
"I'm glad to see that the future of Konohagakure are in good hands. May the Will of Fire burn brightly in all of you." Iruka finished with a warm smile.
"I'll be now starting Team Placements..."
Satsuki effectively tuned out Iruka (not that he wasn't tuned out from the start) as she instead observed the other Clan Heirs, and the few other promising civilian Genin that piqued her interest.
In the farthest corner of the classroom sat the Inuzuka clan heir, Kiba Inuzuka; a Ninken (Ninja Dog) user with spiky brown hair, dark eyes, two fang tattoos on both of his cheeks, and a cocky attitude to boot. The guy was a complete pervert—more than enough of a reason to stay away from him.
Seated directly beside him was the Aburame clan heir, Shino Aburame; a Kikaichū (Parasitic bug) user who was eerie and off-putting. As usual, Shino was being his silent self, peering at anything and everything through his dark, rounded sunglasses, his face obscured from the world by the high, upturned collar of his jacket.
Looking away, Satsuki turned her gaze towards her next two targets. They were both seated a little up front, interacting and giggling all the while.
The one on the left had platinum blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail fashion, with bangs framing the right side of her face, effectively covering one of her light blue eyes. Her scanty purple clothing with bandages wrapped around her stomach was quite revealing, quite the contrast to the oversized hoodie the person next to her wore, her dark blue hair maintained in a bob-cut fashion and pupil less white eyes.
They were Ino Yamanaka of the Yamanaka Clan—specializing in their usage of the Shintenshin no Jutsu (Mind Body Switch Technique)—and Hinata Hyuuga of the Hyuuga Clan—possessor of the second most powerful dōjutsu, the Byakugan. Both were quite good friends of Satsuki, as she was often seen hang out with them.
Her eyes then sought out the figures of both the Nara Clan heir, Shikamaru Nara and the Akimichi Clan heir, Chouji Akimichi—prompting her to hold in a snicker.
Shikamaru was being his lazy self, sleeping even during team placements. Whereas Chouji was consuming his packet of chips as if his life depended on it. Satsuki shook her head in amusement. Were she any foreign ninja attacking, she'd probably assume these were dead weights, a bunch of good-for-nothings.
But Satsuki knew better.
The Nara Clan, while being proficient users of the Kagemane no Jutsu (Shadow Imitation Technique), were also well known for their strategic acumen in battle, proving to be a vital asset to Konoha's forces time and again.
The Akimichi Clan were no slouches either. While they did not possess the brains of the Nara's, they made it up ten fold with their brawns. Their Baika no Jutsu (Multi-Size Technique) made them formidable in battle, as they become capable of laying waste to entire battalions of foreign enemy Shinobi—simply by enlarging their body and rolling over them.
...Yeah.
Satsuki mused to herself—albeit silently—that had it not been for Shikamaru's laziness and Chouji's hesitation, she would have lost to these two a long time ago.
'Gotta be thankful for the little things in life.'
Other than the Clan heirs, there were two other Genin that had managed to pique her interest.
The first one was Sai. Yeah, just Sai. No last names whatsoever. Nothing was too notable about him other than his deathly pale skin and that forced smile that was always on his face. Kami, there were only a few things that managed to irritate her and that smile of his was one of them. His skills in Ninjutsu, Genjutsu and Taijutsu were fairly average, however he possessed a seperate set of skills that were quite unique and completely unheard of.
The Chōju Giga (Super Beast Imitating Drawing)—while a completely unheard of Ninja Art, was also unique in it's own sense. It allowed the user to animate chakra-infused ink drawings, which, after creation, act upon the user's will. From the times she'd seen him showcase (read show off) his abilities, she'd been pretty impressed.
Only his freaky attitude and that creepy fake smile of his was preventing her from befriending the pale skinned boy.
The second one was Sakura Haruno; a girl with bubblegum pink hair, with skills in Ninjutsu and Taijutsu being fairly below average. However, what she lacked in Ninjutsu and Taijutsu, she made it up with her prowess in the art of Genjutsu. The girl had shown increased potential in that area, and Satsuki was sure that—given enough training—Sakura could well and truly surpass everyone in Genjutsu.
"Team 7 shall consist of..."
Of course, Sakura had a long way to go to reach that level, and Satsuki herself had no plans of loafing it out either. She was going to train harder. She was going to surpass everyone and become the greatest Shinobi that has ever graced the Five Nations!
"...Sakura Haruno..."
Ohh, there was also this one guy she forgot to take into account—though considering her hatred for this guy, no wonder she forgot about him. He—
"...Satsuki Uchiha..."
—Oh look, she was being assigned in a Team. Finally! It felt like ages! Now who's the third—
"...and Naruto Uzumaki!"
...Silence....
Like clockwork, every single head in the class turned towards the two Genin whose names were just mentioned—their eyes wide, their mouths gaping.
As for Satsuki however...
"SENSEI!"
Iruka, who was in the middle of announcing the members of Team 8, twitched, before directing a glare towards the Uchiha.
"What is it Satsuki?"
"Why are you pitting me in a team with him?!" Satsuki outraged, her face red, as she pointed at the person seated in front of her. "You know him and I don't get along!"
Iruka sighed. He really should have expected this happening. Massaging his temple to put off the incoming headache, Iruka answered to the best of his abilities.
"It has always been the Academy's tradition to set up the Rookie of the Year with the Dead Last of the class to balance things out. However, the Hokage personally made an exception this year and placed the top two students in the same team. I do not know why he did what he did—" Iruka added quickly when he saw Satsuki's mouth open, "—and its certainly not my place to question my Hokage's actions. So deal with it, and if you have any queries, feel free to question the Hokage himself."
That effectively shut her up.
Satsuki plopped back down to her seat, a shocked look on her face. She wanted to groan—no, she wanted to scream. Looking to her left, her eyes landed on the object of her ire.
Naruto Uzumaki. Standing at 5'6, his dark hair was spiky and unkempt, giving him a rougish appearance, especially when combined with those three whisker marks on each of his cheeks. Amethyst eyes bored at anything and everything, uninterested. He had on a full sleeved dark leather jacket with trims of orange running down the shoulders and the boundary of the zipper, and wore a dark red undershirt with a swirl design up front. Standard Shinobi sandals and matching dark trousers finished of his look.
Naruto Uzumaki was an enigma to most, but to her, he was the doucebag of douchebags, the ULTIMATE douchebag. Satsuki Uchiha could not stand Naruto Uzumaki. It was as much a well known fact as the Hokage being a pervert or Itachi Uchiha loving pocky. She hated the way he talked, the way he walked, his silence, his attitude, his eyes as they stared at her, his lips as they quirked up in that same annoying smirk, his mouth as it opened—
"Don't stare or you'll fall in love. Idiot."
One blink...Two blink...After the words, his words registered in her mind, Satsuki went red as a tomato.
Then she growled.
"What was that Teme...?!"
Scoffing, Naruto looked back at her with a smirk as he replied with a statement of his own.
"Just don't hold me back, Usuratonkachi."
Satsuki's left eyebrow twitched violently.
"Why you...!"
Iruka wiped away the imaginary sweat that had—apparently—accumulated on his forehead as he finally finished with the team placements. Looking back at his students, or, well, former students, he couldn't help but smile.
'They've come so far...' His eyes lingered on Satsuki the longest—who was currently busy looking out the window, her face red and a cute little pout gracing her features. 'Especially you, Satsuki...'
His eyes strayed and he suddenly found his focus on the boy who was assigned in the same team as Satsuki and Sakura Haruno. He frowned. Iruka personally didn't know much about Naruto, having maintained a strict student/teacher relationship throughout the Academy. The boy was mostly silent and preferred to keep things to himself. But the things he had heard about the whiskered teen from the people of this village were less than pleasant. Could he really trust Satsuki with this teen...?
'No...' Iruka shook his head, 'I shouldn't pay attention to blatant rumours. I'm a teacher after all.' Shaking his head of such thoughts, Iruka plastered a smile to his face.
"Come back after the lunch break to meet up with your Jounin advisor. Till then you're all dismissed."
'Hahh, what a long and unpleasant day.' Satsuki thought to herself—withholding a grimace at the end—while she stretched out. Iruka took his leave in the meantime.
Sakura—who was coincidentally sitting right next to her—turned to her with a smile, "I'm glad we could be on the same team, Satsuki-san..."
"Mhm? Ohh, yes, I'm glad to be in a team with you as well." Satsuki gave her one of her brighter smiles. After all, it would be rude not to.
"M-Mind if we have lunch together?" Sakura stuttered out as she looked away, an adorable blush on her cheeks.
'I wonder why...?'
"Sure. Why not?" Despite her earlier confusions, Satsuki replied in the affirmative. She didn't have anything better to do anyways, so might as well spend this time getting to know your teammate.
They were just about to invite their other bastard of a teammate when another voice interrupted them.
"Satsuki-chan!"
Confused, Satsuki looked at the other side of Sakura from where the voice originated. What she saw was a boy she couldn't really remember the name of, on one of his knees, his left hand hovering over where his heart should be, the other behind his back. His head was bowed down, a sincere expression set on his face.
'Is he...? No way...'
"Satsuki-chan…." The boy started, his voice not defying his expression, "Fate may have betrayed us, but as I stand here, allow me to proclaim my love—!"
"Not interested."
The boy promptly face-faulted.
"B-But—!"
"Tch," Hearing a scoff, all three heads turned towards the source and were pleasantly surprised—Satsuki more so—to see Naruto, of all people, approaching them.
"You'll have much better luck at convincing that brick wall to go on a date with you than asking her."
Now that did not sit well with Satsuki.
"What did you just say you bastard?!" Satsuki raged as she shook a fist infront of her face, unknowingly infiltrating the whiskered teen's personal space.
"Are you trying to imply that I'm incapable of dating?!"
"No! No!" Naruto did his best to mimic an innocent expression as he shook his hands in front of his face in apparent denial, "I said no such thing! I was merely stating that he stood no chance with you!"
Satsuki paused, and for the first time in her life, she actually started pondering on Naruto's words. It as a novelty experience really. What he said wasn't false by any means. Hmph, he was merely stating the obvious. Someone so 'skilled' and 'royal' should not be—
"Mainly since you swung the other way."
...
The odd little crow outside cawed in a way reminiscent to 'You are an idiot'; very much a reflection to Satsuki's inner state of mind.
As for Satsuki however...
"Leave me alone Sakura!" Satsuki Uchiha raged, bound in Sakura's arms who was trying hard—and failing—to not let her go, lest she commit unspeakable horrors, "I'm gonna kill his ass!"
Having gotten his kicks in at the Uchiha's expense, Naruto made for the corridor, chuckling in amusement.
"Well I'm off. See you after lunch then." Waving a hand behind him, Naruto exited the classroom.
'WHAT AN ASS!'
What was left behind was a fuming Satsuki Uchiha, a nervous Sakura Haruno, a confused teen who just wanted to proclaim his love for one Uchiha beauty, and a few students who were watching the entire debacle in amusement.
Soon after, Satsuki stormed out of the classroom, muttering death threats underneath her breath about how to eradicate fox-like pricks from the face of the Five Nations.
Sakura—having punched the person to unconsciousness who dared to ruin her precious lunch time break with one Satsuki Uchiha—also stomped out of the room moments later.
~mIR4Ae~
At the apex of the village of Konohagakure stood a huge red tower with the Kanji for Fire (火) up front. It started off wide at the bottom, and gradually narrowed as it went up. Tiled roofing indicated different floors from an outsider's perspective, while five arching pillars jutted out the sides of the concrete roof.
This was the Hokage Mansion, the base of operations for the leader of the village, the Hokage.
And currently that same Hokage was standing on the roof of his mansion, alone, amusement tugging at his wrinkled lips as he stared up at the Hokage Mountain.
...well, a defaced Hokage Mountain that is.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, the (returning) Third Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato chuckled in amusement as he stared up at a painted Hokage Mountain—a monument which had all the faces of the previous Hokage carved onto it.
"Your sister managed to pull this off in broad daylight?" Sarutobi asked to no one in particular as he stared at the various squiggles and obscene remarks painted on the monument.
However it became clear a few seconds later when a figure suddenly shimmered into existence behind him, already kneeling in a show of respect.
"Yes sir."
"What were the stationed ANBU doing?"
"They were patrolling the areas, sir."
"Yet they didn't see nor hide nor hair as she defaced the monument?"
"...No sir."
"And I assume you had a hand in this..." It wasn't really a question as Sarutobi turned back and directed an amused stare at the kneeling ANBU, codenamed Weasel.
"...Y-Yes sir."
"I suppose I can let it slide." Sarutobi sighed out before he chuckled. "It's not everyday we get to see the Itachi Uchiha smile."
Standing up from his croutched position, Weasel took off his mask to reveal a very attractive face with a pair of onyx eyes under which were long, pronounced tear-troughs. His jet-black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and his face was framed with centre-parted bangs that extended to his chin. This was Itachi Uchiha of the Sharingan.
Itachi smiled as he bowed towards the Third, "Thank you, Hokage-sama."
"Not a problem." Sarutobi waved his conerns away, "Even I acknowledge the fact that you need to take a break every once in a while. All these constant missions are making you stiff."
"I assure you Hokage-sama—"
"Hence, you are to become a Jounin instructor starting next semester. Is that clear?"
Itachi sweatdropped. 'He didn't even listen to what I had to say...'
"Y-Yes sir..."
Silence soon permeatd both party as they both seemed content in each others presences, staring up at the Hokage monument—Erm, well, a defaced one at that. Finally, after what felt like eternity, Itachi spoke up.
"You know what I'm here for..."
Sarutobi sighed tiredly. 'I'm getting too old for this shit...'
"Is that a demand?"
"If you'd like to take it that way. She is my sister..."
Sarutobi sighed again. He's been doing that a lot lately.
"I suppose you're justified..."
Itachi went ignored when Sarutobi walked past him and made a beeline towards the edge of the roof. Any other person would probably have been offended by this blatant show of ignorance, but Itachi knew better.
Sarutobi Hiruzen wasn't called The Professor for nothing.
"I received a vision..." Sarutobi started as he leaned on the railing, gazing out at his village. It wasn't as impressive as, say, gazing from the top of the monumet, but it'll have to do for now.
"A vision of a great war ravaging the Five Nations. Warriors long gone rose up from their slumber to support a madman's grandiose ambition of enslaving the world using the heavens."
'A war?' Itachi's eyes narrowed in confusion as he stared at the old Hokage's back. Madman? Sleeping warriors? To say Itachi was confused would be the understatement of the century.
"In those desperate times,—" Sarutobi continued, "—the Sage will appear again, granting his descendants the power to rival the likes of Kami."
"What are you getting at, Hokage-sama...?"
Turning towards a confused Itachi, Sarutobi graced him with a mysterious smile.
"Two beacons of hope, soaring higher than the heavens themselves..."
Okay, this was getting annoying. "I...still don't get it." Itachi sighed out.
Sarutobi's laugh caused Itachi to twitch. Seriously, what was with old people and twisted riddles? He maybe exceptionally smart, but even this was grating at his nerves.
"A prophecy, if you will." Sarutobi spoke up in amusement as he approached the much taller Uchiha, "A prophecy which will require you to put your faith in me one last time. Can you do that?"
Itachi's eyes widened when those words registered in his mind. Suddenly getting down on his knees, Itachi bowed deeply.
"You have my undying faith, Hokage-sama. But it's the boy..."
He smiled. Itachi's loyalty was still unquestionable it seemed. Placing a hand on the Uchiha's shoulders, Sarutobi beckoned him to rise up. "Then please, place your faith in the boy as well. Can you do that for me? Itachi?"
No words were spoken as Itachi looked Sarutobi dead in the eye, his Sharingan coming to life. After several moments—which felt like an hour—Itachi sighed as he closed his eyes.
"Fine. But if the boy does anything to my sister, I'll kill him."
'Possessive as ever.' Sarutobi chuckled.
A hawk soared high above the sky, its calls beckoning the two individuals to look up. Itachi, understanding the hidden message, turned towards the Hokage.
"I shall take my leave."
Receiving a nod of acknowledgement from his superior, Itachi disappeared with a gust of wind. What was left behind were just a couple of leaves.
Sarutobi stood there silently for several more moments, staring at the spot Itachi was previously in, before turning back and looking over at the horizon.
"Destiny has already chosen its champions." Sarutobi whispered to himself, "And I'll do my best to look out for one of them. Your legacy, Takehito."
~mIR4Ae~
"WHERE THE HELL IS OUR SENSEI?!"
Lunch break had ended approximately three hours ago, and yet in those three hours they have neither seen hide nor hair of their Jounin instructor. All the other assigned teams had left two hours ago along with their sensei, leaving Satsuki, Naruto and Sakura in the same room.
A complete recipe for disaster if you ask me.
Anyone who knew Satsuki was well aware of the fact that patience was never her forte. Had it been, she'd be sitting at her desk right now, acting 'cool' (read: Brooding) like a certain Uzumaki.
Since that wasn't the case, there was no need to brood. Instead, she resorted to pace about the classroom—for the past two hours. That irate expression seemed permanent now.
"Quit your whining." Naruto grumbled from where he sat at his desk, hand clasped infront of his face, eyes closed, contemplating. No, not acting cool, not brooding—contemplating.
Keep telling that to yourself Naruto.
"He won't arrive early if you act like a crybaby."
Naruto suddenly found himself hefted up from his bench before he was forced to stare into the eyes of a furious Satsuki (she was grabbing onto his collar by the way).
"Take that back you bastard!"
Shock gave way to a feeling of contempt as his calloused hands gripped onto the girl's appendages roughly.
"Take your hands off of me." Naruto glared. This girl obviously did not know who she was dealing with, so he'll let it slide. For now.
However, this time he couldn't quite conceal his surprise when the girl—instead of letting go—gripped onto him even tighter than before.
His eyes widened. 'Why?'
"I told you to take back what you said!"
If there was one thing Naruto would readily agree on, it was the fact that he was stubborn. In fact, he is the most stubborn person he has ever had the pleasure of meeting.
"Make me, Loser." Naruto grunted out—ignoring the way his grip loosened around her arms.
Two sets of stubborn eyes glared defiantly at each other, each hoping to overpower the other. Amethyst met Onyx as sparks of rivalry jumped between them. No, really. Literal sparks of lightning jumped between their eyes, confusing Sakura, who could do nothing more but look on in concern.
Just when the situation seemed to end up in a fist fight, the door to their classroom slid open before a head popped in.
"Yo!"
"AHH!/EEK!"
Sakura squaked. She almost jumped out of her skin! Naruto's eyes widened—more so than usual—as his form stiffened abruptly. As for Satsuki however...
Shock factor came into play, causing Satsuki to trip before she promptly fell from the desk.
Right into Naruto's arms.
Déjà vu innit?
Time stopped when Satsuki's and Naruto's lips connected for a brief moment. What merely transpired for two seconds seemed to painfully stretch on for an eternity before they jerked away from each other as if shocked by lightning (no serious pun intended)—and promptly started gagging. Both of them.
"Ehem."
Three sets of heads turned towards the entrance of the classroom—disgruntled and embarrassed—before their gazes landed on the person, or, well, the head peeking into the classroom through the partially open door.
"Team 7?" Sheepishly rubbing the back of his head, the spiky, silver haired man wearing a mask and a slanted Konohagakure headband gave them a...eye smile? Atleast it seemed that way.
Sakura—who was the only person that wasn't reeling from an event that might essentially be reminiscent to the world coming to an end—replied in the affirmative. "Yes...?"
"Ah, that's great! Meet me on the roof after you're done with your 'team bonding'." With that said, the man burst into smoke.
As soon as his words registered themselves into the back of their minds, three different reactions occured:—
Satsuki ran out the classroom, screaming, her face red in embarrassment.
Naruto jumped out the window, taking the 'easy' way up to the roof. Nobody saw his blush.
Sakura just sat at her desk, unresponsive, as she gazed at the dissipating cloud of smoke with a single thought bouncing around in her mind.
'Was that our Jounin-sensei?'
Yes Sakura. Yes it was.
WOO! Chapter 1 is up and about folks! I'm completely new to this typa' thing so don't hate me if this chapter didn't reach your standards.
One thing I would like to clarify though is that I like to take things slow. So no insane power boosts or lemons right off the bat. The story's PLOT is mainly canon, yet how the story progresses, character introductions, character developments, and dialogues (somewhat) is entirely upto me.
I'll try to keep this fic as interesting as I possibly can, but you have to realise one thing. I DON'T HAVE A BETA READER. I'm the one coming up with every little detail while I'm in my shower, and it is me who writes this entire damn thing. So again, please no hate. My exams are going on currently so I'm gonna be hard pressed there, but I'll try to post weekly updates whenever I can.
Chapter 2 should be out by next week! Till then,
Ciao~