Duck Butt Learns the Truth

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Reader's discretion is advised (always wanted to say that... errrr write that :P). Tee- hee Yoshino happens to have quite colorful language in the chapter and because I don't swear a lot I actually had to look up some swear words. So sorry if some words are offensive. Also it took me so long to upoad because... damn it!(I believe Yoshino's language is contagious if you write in her perspective for a while O_O) I'm not going to give any excuses! I'm just plain lazy :'(. Because I'm very lazy, I'm not gonna update in till I get 8 votes. It's because I always start stories but later loose my motivation. Right now I lost my motivation, so I'm going to chase a different story idea I have. But will continue in a little while/ I get eight votes :(. SORRY I HATE DOING HIS :'(.

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* Yoshino’s POV*

    “Why did the damn sensei make us meet on top of the fucking cliff, asshole,” I muttered walking into my apartment. My stomach growled. “Fuck him! He made me hungry and we have to do a stupid test tomorrow!” I jumped onto the couch. Where’s Tsukiko she would make me lunch.

   “Oyyyyyy! Tsukiko get your ass in here and make me lunch!” I shouted. Wait, was she meeting her sensei guy now? This sucks, I WANT FOOD :’(. “Yes Yoshino, you don’t have to yell,” she said calmly but since I knew her so long I could hear the rage behind her voice. Fuck, I guess I have to do some stupid big sister stuff now.

   “What’s wrong,” I said with fake empathy in my voice. I’m truly too pissed off at sensei to care. Damn guy, the only reason I’m calling him sensei because he beat me in a sparing match. Fuck him! “Yoshino don’t pretend you care,” she said glaring at me. Yep! She’s defiantly pissed off at someone, I wonder who’s gonna die :P.

   She suddenly got a look of realization on her face and turned to me. The thing that scared me the most was the real smile on her face. “Yoshino will you do something for me,” she asked. “Sure, if you make me some damn food,” I responded. YES I’M GONNA GET SOME DAMN FOOD!

   The smile vanished as quickly as it came. “That’s not going to happen. But I will un dye your hair,” she responded. What! My hair is dyed? I looked at my usually light brown hair… and it’s pink! WHEN IN HELL DID THIS HAPPEN! Oh… I remember now. It was on the first day of school… HOW DID I FORGET THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! … I’m gonna fucking kill her…

* Kakashi’s POV*

   Oh I’m late… well they’ll get use to it anyway. I walked to the classroom where my students we waiting. As I opened the door an eraser fell on my head. What are they, nine- year-olds? “He fell for it! He fell for it!” laughed a small blond boy. “I’m sorry, Sensei, I tried to stop him, but Naruto didn’t listen to me…” said a pink hair girl. So instead of defending her comrade she just didn’t want to get in trouble, what idiots.

   “How should I say this,” I started, “My first impressions of you guys are… I hate you”. Then a depressed aura filled the room ( authors note: Nope, it’s just the emo duck butt :P). “S’up bitches!” yelled a girl coming after me. She was short for her age and if I didn’t know already I’d say she could be around nine, she had long black hair, and silver eyes. This must be the prodigy, Tsukiko Takashita. “No way! I already know him. He’s David mother fuck’n Bowie! “Actually I’m not David,” “Holy shit David Bowie- sensei I’m your number one fan! I have illegally downloaded all of your albums!” she interrupted me, “You have David Bowe as your sensei, how fucking awesome!” she yelled while pointing at me. Something’s wrong about her and I will find out what.

   “He’s your sensei too, you know,” said the pink haired girl. “Oh yah,” said the other girl faking embarrassment. “Follow me we’ll introduce ourselves on the roof,” I said calmly. “Emotionless basterd,” Tsukiko muttered. When I reached the roof I leaned against a fence and Tsukiko went to my left.

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