Live in the Naruto World? So what? I DON'T GIVE A FREAKING DAMN! (Naruto Fanfic)

Chapter 28 - Unleashed

Chapter 28 – Devil Unleashed

*heavy breathing*

No! No! No! No way!!

*blinks*

Eh?Phew. T-thank goodness! It was all just a dream. Just a dream.

Fwaaa...

I got out my bed and went straight towards the mirror to check myself out.

*stares at the mirror*

I look stunning as always. Waaa...If being beautiful is a crime, then I'm already in prison. Hehe.

About my dream? Curious what it was all about? Hnnn.. Nothing much. Just a comedic parody of the fairy tale, Snow White.

But it wasn't just a dream. It was a nightmare! So scary! What makes it so frightening is that a lot of people I knew starred in it.

Grell was the Evil queen, Kakashi was Snow White and I was the Prince. What weird gender mixed ups! There were dwarves too. I don't know how it ended though. But to think this beautiful me was the Prince and the stupid one-eyed dude was Snow White. Urgh. It makes me shiver.

Tomorrow's finally the final chuunin exam. It's frightening how fast time runs. I cannot believe a month has passed by since I moved here. An awful lot has happened.

Take for instance, 5 seconds from now, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

This happens...

The door of my room opens in a bang and a blond boy wearing a pink apron happily shouts at me, "Good morning Al-chan! Hurry up! hurry up! Come downstairs! Time for breakfast! I cooked dattebayo!"

*vein popping*

Forcing my tone to sound friendly, I told him, "Naruto, dear boy, how many times have I told you not to open my door like that? Every single time, every single day, every single morning... you never fail to do this!! My patience is wearing thin. If you weren't that cute, I'd already kicked the hell out of you 'ya know."

The boy merely scratched his head and giggled, "Hehehe. But Al-chan, if you lag on like that, the food's going to get cold. And I even cooked it a hundred times better than before dattebayo!"

*sigh*

There's no helping it. This kid just won't listen. And he looks so adorable wearing that pink bunny apron. What a cheery sight! Rubbing the frown away, I gave the boy a pat on the head and told him, "Tch. You really shouldn't have. But there's no helping it, is there? You did cook for me. So, what did chef Naruto made now?"

"My newest creation! Ramen #45!"

*Gulp*

I let out a nervous laugh, "Ha-ha. Wonder how it tastes like."

No. There's no use in wondering. I already know how it tastes like. And trust me, not even an ant would even dare to eat it.

With Naruto tugging on my hand, we both went downstairs.

The biggest reason why I don't want Naruto to do the cooking is because... he doesn't know how to cook. Not a tiny bit. However, he thinks the mere act of pouring hot water on a cup of ramen is cooking. It's amazing how proud he feels. Instant ramen is easy for him. But 'actual' cooking? Nope.

*sniff*

Blurgh. I can already get a whiff of a nasty and horrible smell coming from the kitchen. Let's see what kind of awful and disastrous food Naruto made. I immediately went straight towards the pan on the stove and peeked in.