Chapter 2

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1st impression

"AAAAAAARRRRRH!" Naruto swipe all of the things on his kitchen table in anger. They were thrown to the wall and broke into pieces, much to his delight. He really needed to vent his anger.

Everything went wrong. It went wrong because of a stupid teacher that didn't know what he really wanted!

He punched the wall and made a small crater there. His knuckles bruised at the force but in second, the wound vanished leaving an unmarred skin. Kyuubi healed him.

"Thanks, furball," he smirked and then paused. "Yeah, I guess I am a baka (idiot) afterall," he frowned. "Tell him? How in the hell I tell him if right now he was in coma. I didn't even have the time to reject it when he just fainted there." Silent. "Che, just leave me alone," he muttered and plopped down on his bed, sighing. "Whatever, I won't come to academy. To hell with them" He closed his eyes and drifted off to dreamland.

Ninja Academy

The students were chatting happily. Today they would be real genins. They didn't care that Uzumaki Naruto didn't come. Afterall only the ones who passed the test should come today. They turned around when the door banged open. All talking ceased to exist when they stared at an unfamiliar face.

A black haired woman came in. Her eyes darted over them and she sent them a nasty smirk that gave them shivers. Her hair was short, and she wore a trench coat. She looked scary and intimidating.

"Since Umino-san is currently ill, he won't be here now. Hokage-sama asked me to substitute him today. My name is Anko, and you would do well if you listen me or I won't be…nice," she licked her lips and there was a scary glint in her eyes. The students gulped at her threat. They nodded hastily. Anko smiled. "Good, good."

She sat on the teacher desk and opened a folder. She took out a paper out of it. She scanned it and smirked before looking up again at the students.

"Team 1: Nakai Yuma, Reikou Tobe, and Uematsu Takeha," she then continued with team 2 and at last she called team 7. "Team 7: Haruno Sakura, Uchiha Sasuke," a loud cheer from the pink haired girl was quickly shut up by Anko's deadly glare. She meekly sat on her seat, but not before giving off a victorious smile at a blonde girl who scowled. "And the other is Uzumaki Naruto. Team—"

"Matte (wait) Anko-san, Uzumaki didn't pass the exam," Sakura interrupted.

"Don't interrupt me girl!" she winced. "It was decided that he passed. Now shut up before I make you!"

"H-hai. Gomennasai! (Y-yes. I'm sorry)"

"Team 8: Aburame Shino, Hyuuga Hinata, Inuzuka Kiba. Team 9: Amane Haruki, Haneda Naru, Sanada Yukime. Team 10: Nara Shikamaru, Ino, Chouji (AN: I'm sorry, but I forget their surnames. I tried to remember it, but it was no use). Team 11: Hanamaru Ichigo, Furuhara Kaiki, and lastly Hino Seiji. That's all. Your jounin will soon pick you up here," the nasty woman exited the classroom.

The new genins were grouping on 3-men teams, all except team 7. The pink haired girl chatted happily to her crush, ignoring the fact that he looked irritated with her attitude. They were waiting for their jounin to show up. All other teams were already picked up, but their jounin was late. Sakura, tired of talking non-stop to unresponsive Sasuke, just looked at the ceiling. 2 hours later a silver haired jounin with a mask on his face came in. His left eye (AN: sharingan was in Kakashi's left eye, wasn't it?) was covered by his Leaf hitae-ate.

"Yo, I'm sorry I'm late. There was a drown cat in a river and I helped it," the genins starred at his dry clothes before they looked up, clearly not convinced with his story. "Are, where is your other teammate?" He blinked and looked around.

"He didn't come. Stupid blond boy," Sakura muttered the last part.

"Hm…then we just have to pick him up," he took a paper from his pocket and read something on it. "Come on, guys," they followed their jounin-sensei.

"Well, here is it," they glanced at Naruto's flat. "He's on 2nd flo—" he hasn't even finished his talking when the pink haired girl rushed to 2nd floor, intending to give the blond genin a piece of her mind. "Well…" he looked at his other charge. "She seemed to be in rush," Sasuke only grunted and crossed his arms.

"UZUMAKIIIII!" she shouted loudly. Kakashi and Sasuke heard pounding sounds from upstairs before it was followed by a shriek. Locking their eyes, both jounin and his charge darted to where Sakura was.

Both of them raised an amused eyebrow when they saw her state. She was hanging down with a rope catching one of her ankle. She was covered with sticky goop and feathers. The girl shrieked at her state, especially when her crush saw it.

The door of Naruto's flat opened by its irritated owner. "SHUT UP! Don't you know that it's rude to disturb someone else's peace!"

"RELEASE ME AT ONCE, YOU INSUFFERABLE MANGY BlONDE IDIOT!" she yelled.

"And why should I do that, pinky?"

"PINKY! I'll show you that—"

"Maa, maa, why don't we resolve this with peace," Naruto and Sakura stared at him as if he has grown 2 heads.

"Who're you anyway? And what are you doing here?"

"I'm your jounin-sensei, here to pick you up for our genin team's 1st meeting," Naruto scowled darkly.

"Well, you waste your time then," then he suddenly smirked. "Have fun," he said when suddenly a barrage of kunais shot up from the roof. Kakashi and Sasuke who was beside the older man, quickly jumped back. The sharp weapons hit the floor where they were seconds ago.

"Not good enou—" just as he said that the floor beneath him cracked and he almost fell if not for his quick reflex. Unfortunately for Sasuke, he was too late to react for it and fell with the floor. They heard a loud crash and Sakura yelled in fear for her Sasuke-sama. A moment later the dark haired boy jumped from the hole with a scowl plastered on his face. His body was covered with white flour from head to toe. The Uchiha avenger looked murderously at Naruto who simply raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"My first impression on you, is that…I don't like you," Kakashi stated.

Naruto smirked darkly. "Oh, don't worry. The feeling is quite mutual," his eyes glinted.

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