Shattered Ice

Chapter Two

After school ended, Amara accompanied Iruka and Naruto to the Hokage Faces, tilting her head curiously once she saw face to face, the after effects of Naruto's pranks.

"Um...Naruto?"

"Yeah?"

"...Never become an artist." She said, sweat-dropping at his rather crude painting. Naruto anime fell, before glaring up at her. She smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck.

"That wasn't very nice Amara!" He said, whining slightly. Amara grinned, reaching over and ruffling his already unruly blonde hair.

"What ever gave you the idea I was a nice person?" Naruto's pout deepened, making Amara laugh, eventually the knucklehead joining in. Iruka watched the two interact with a soft smile on his face, chuckling quietly.

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Iruka, and Amara watched as Naruto wiped the paint off the faces, grumbling quietly to himself, while scowling. Iruka sighed, rubbing forehead. Amara grinned, before clicking her tongue.

"Oh Naruto~" Said blonde boy looked up, the scowl on his face fading slightly at the sight of his best friend. Her smile softened slightly at this, placing her hands behinf her head.

"What?" He asked curiously, slightly wary. He knew that tone, it was the tone she always had when she was about to cause chaos. Or at least something along those lines...

"Ya know...I bet if you get this done real quick, Iruka-sensei will buy you some ramen~" She said in a sing song voice, smirking when she saw his baby blue orbs enlarge.

"Wow! Now that's what I call motivation!" And with that, he turned back to his task, scrubbing at a much faster pace than before.

Amara turned to Iruka, her smirk becoming even larger once she saw the dumbfounded expression on his face.

"Oh, don't act so shocked Sensei! You've known Naruto and I for quite some time, you should know by now he'll do anything  for ramen!"

"...True."

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And so here they were, sitting inside Ichiraku's Ramen Shop, which also was Naruto and Amara's favorite place to go.

Naruto was currently slurping down his tenth bowl, gulping down the noodles of his Miso ramen. Iruka watched him with a sweat-drop, before turning to Amara.

She sat on  the stool next to Naruto, staring down at her Pork ramen, a personal favorite of hers. She didn't seem entirely focused on her meal, instead the blonde haired tomboy was poking at it, a small frown on her face.

"Amara?" Iruka asked with a slight frown. She snapped out of her stupor, glancing up at her sensei, her orange eyes pained slightly.

"Yes?"

"Is there something wrong?" She sighed, brushing a stray piece of pale blonde hair behind her ear, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Nothing really. I... just have this strange feeling."

Iruka and Naruto both paused for a moment. Anyone who had met or heard about the tough female knew about her seemingly sixth sense. if she had a bad feeling, especially on the day before the Graduation Exam...

"You might just be nervous." He said reassuringly. She nodded, finally gaining her appetite, began to eat her ramen.

"By the way, Iruka-sensei? I have a favor to ask..." Naruto suddenly piped up. Iruka faced towards him, giving him a smile.