~Kimiko's POV~
I woke up the next morning and stretched as I rose from the bed sheets. Sighing at the ever growing pit of dread in my stomach, I get up and grab my uniform to change into it. Once I've done that, I walk down to the common space and make myself some breakfast, consisting of instant ramen and coffee.
"I don't know how you don't get sick of eating that all the time." I heard Aizawa's voice chime from behind me. I could just hear the frown on his face before I even turned around to see it.
"My are you so judgy? Especially first thing in the goddamned morning?" I inquire, breakfast in hand.
"It's unhealthy."
"So?"
"Don't come complaining to me when it makes you sick then."
"I won't" I promised
"All I ever see you eat it that crap." The man sighed tiredly, drinking his coffee.
"It's quick, easy, tasty and nostalgic." I smirk.
"But to eat it all the time?" Aizawa questions.
"Hey, if you think I'm bad, you should have met Naruto. His greeting to anyone would be, 'Let's go get some Ichiraku, Dattebayo!'" I smile at the mention of my best friend.
"You really loved him huh?" he raises an eyebrow at me.
"Of course I did. He was my idiot big brother." I shrug and eat the rest of my food before moving on to my cup of coffee.
"Must be a real idiot if even you called him one."
"Hey!" I squeak.
"so, what was he like."
"You're actually interested?"
"It's interesting. Tell me a favourite memory."
"Look at you going soft and caring." I teased, earning a glare in return. "Alright, hmm." I began thinking. "One on my favourites was when we were only kids, 12 if I remember correctly. We were participating in the Chuunin exams and Naruto had to fight Kiba and Akamaru. To win, he farted in Kiba's face which, because of his great sense of smell, overwhelmed him so much that he was a blubbering mess." I chuckle at the memory as Aizawa rolls his eyes with a tiny smile.
"I think you would have loved my old world. All the idiots part of the Rookie 10 and Konoha 13. Could Shika really be classed as an idiot though? He does have an IQ of 200 but still..." I start to mumble to myself about the science of where to place shikamaru.
"Shika? I don't think I've heard you mention him before." He mumbles.
"Huh? Oh! He's by best, best friend. Shikamaru Nara, the smartest ninja in all of Konoha after his father. He used to whoop my ass in shogi. Never won a single game." I sigh and shake my head.
"He's well known for being lazy and having his catchphrase; 'What a drag'." I smile at my teacher.
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We had hero training outside of school today. As we all lined up in our hero costumes to get on the bus, the pit in my stomach grew drastically. I walked over to Aizawa as everyone boarded the bus. "Aizawa-sensei."
"What is it Aoki?" His tired voice asked as he turned around to face me.
"I have a bad feeling about today, just thought you should know. Anything that you should need to fight someone, you should bring." I explain.
"Have you ever gotten this feeling before?"
"Hai, on every mission that didn't go according to plan." I whispered.
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UA's Ninja
Fanfiction(Uchiha at UA rewrite) Kimiko Aoki, a 16 year old kunoichi who sadly perished during the Fourth Shinobi War. Now she must fight against teenagers and grown ups who dress in questionable costumes while learning what it means to be a 'hero' in this so...