The Lack of Motivation

Chapter 18

While his bunshins were wreaking havocs by biting people and causing them to be kicked out of the room, Naruto was frowning and tapping his table softly. The tense silence was occasionally broken by some yells and Ibiki's shout.

The kyuubi vessel was in a predicament. He had thought that with answer sheet full of unanswered questions he could pass the exam, but…and this was why he was growling softly, causing one of his former classmates by the name of Hyuuga Hinata looked at him nervously. There was a possibility he wouldn't be able to pass this first exam even if he had answered those questions because he knew some if not most of the examiners were biased. Not to mention why he was sure that he could pass the first exam without answering those questions before.

What to do? What to do?

Asking his animal bunshins to relay the answers to him? He looked at Kiba and Akamaru who barked. Naruto's eyes went toward the examiners and noticed they were ignoring Akamaru's barks.

'Well I'll be damned. They didn't take him out? The dog's barks are practically screaming 'I want to take a peek on your answers!' and they just let it go?'

He should've brought his foxes to aid him! They didn't need to bark in order for him to know what they're thinking about. He could practically see using their eyes!

He then looked at the ceiling when he heard weird sounds and noticed there were mirrors at the ceiling, controlled by that weapon specialist. Who was her name again? Twotwo? Tutu? Tonton? Ah yeah, Tenten.

Naruto's eyebrows twitched. They didn't mark her for the obvious so-called information gathering techniques? By the demons of hell! She practically craned her neck and head to look up at the ceiling, as if saying 'Look up, please. And you'll see something interesting there!'

The Kyuubi vessel didn't need to look behind him to see Sakura was answering the questions using her own intelligence, while Sasuke was copying the answers using his blasted sharingan. He was sure as hell that none of the examiners missed the oh-so-obvious red orbs of the Uchiha boy. But they still ignored it and happily chucking out other chuunin candidates.

'Oh yeah, I remember that they won't want their last Uchiha (discounting the murderer itself) to be stuck in the first exam. At least this way I know I will be able to pass. Being teamed up with the asshole has its perks…its rare perks.' With that Naruto waited, leaving his answer sheet blank.

"Alright, brats. Put down your answer sheet. It's time for the 10th question," Ibiki barked suddenly, causing the participants to jerk. "If you feel you won't make it, you should give up."

"Why would we want to give up? I'm certain that I will pass this exam," a brave genin…or perhaps you could call him naïve and suicidal spoke up, causing his teammates to glare hard on the brown haired boy.

Instead of kicking him (and the rest of his teammates) out, Ibiki smirked evilly. "Felling high and mighty, aren't you?" the brown haired genin swallowed. "Well perhaps if you didn't interrupt me, I can tell you the rest of the rules," he paused for an effect. "If you can't pass this exam, you won't be able to be a chuunin for the rest of your life."

"WHAT?" chorused most of the genins. They quickly shut their mouths, so the examiner wouldn't have another reason to kick them out.

"However, if you decide to give up, you'll be able to compete in another chuunin exam. So, think carefully."

"B-but you can't do that!" a genin cried out, no longer caring whether he would be kicked out or not.