Shinobi Love (Naruto FanFic)

Chpt. 2

"Okay. Let's begin with some introductions." Kakashi-nii started as he sat on the rail. We're on the roof sitting in front of our new sensei who happened to be the greatest Jounin I've ever met! I'm so gonna have fun giving him hell!

"Watcha wanna know, Kakashi-nii?" I asked with a goody grin. He sighed and looked at me lazily.

"Momo, for as long as I'm your sensei, you'll have to be calling me 'Kakashi-sensei'." I pouted and crossed my arms in defeat. Bleh! Stupid Kakashi-nii.

"Fine!" I placed my arms behind me and leaned on them.

"Anyway. As for introductions, how about your likes, dislikes, dreams for the future, hobbies, stuff like that." He told us with a shrug. He obviously doesn't wanna be here. Too bad for him!

"Hey, hey! Why don't you introduce yourself first?!!" Naruto asked excitedly. He was sitting on my left while Sasuke was on my right then Sakura on his right.

"Me? Well, my name is Hatake Kakashi. I have no desire to tell you guys about my likes and dislikes. Dreams for the future...? Hmmm... Well, I have lots of hobbies..." I know one of his hobbies is to read those damn perverted books. I'd be lying if I said that I haven't read the books, though... What?! They're interesting...

"So all we learned is his name..." Sakura deadpanned. I giggled. That's my Kakashi-nii!!

"Now, it's your turn. From the right." That means Naruto since he's the first one on Kakashi's right! Naruto adjusted his protector smiling like a doofus.

"Me!! Me!! My name is Uzumaki Naruto. I like Cup Ramen!! What I like even more is the restaurant ramen Iruka-sensei buys me. I also like my best friends Momo-chan, Nimue-chan, and Shigure. What I dislike is waiting 3 minutes for the cup ramen to cook. My dream... Is to become Hokage!! And then have all people of this village acknowledge my existence!!" He shouted that last part enthusiastically. I supported by fist pumping and shouting, 'YEAH!'. He sent me a grin then continued, "Hobbies... Pranks, I guess." Kakashi sighed scratching his head.

"Next..."

"ME NEXT!" I shouted. I sat Indian style and looked up at him with a grin. I bit my lip in thought for a second then began, "My name is Hisake Momo! I like eating ramen with Naruto-kun, sweets, clothes, shoes, weapons, my best friends Naruto-kun and Shigure! My sister Nimue and, and, and MONKEYS!" I giggled at the thought of the adorable fuzzy animals, "I dislike fangirls, disrespectful people, bad stories, etcetera, etcetera... Ummm... My dream? I don't really have one at the moment, except for just becoming a great ninja, but that doesn't count. Hobbies would be pranks with Naruto-kun, annoying people, reading and writing, listening to music, and training!" I clapped my hands together happily and looked at Kakashi-nii who was shaking his head with a slight smirk.

"Okay then. Next." Sasuke's turn! He had his hands covering the lower half of his face glaring at nothing in particular.

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke. There are tons of things I dislike but I don't really like anything. And... I don't want to use the word 'dream' but... I have an ambition. The resurrection of my clan and... To kill a certain man..." I frowned. This man. It's probably his brother, Itachi... I remember when I used to play with the both of them when I was younger. I miss those days. Those days when Sasuke actually smiled.

Everyone was quiet. Naruto looked freaked out and Sakura just looked star strucked. Dumb pinkette. Doesn't know how serious he is. Kakashi-nii was quiet. He gave me a knowing look then glanced at the floor. He decided to break the silence, finally.

"Ok... Next, the other girl." I pouted. Meanie, treating me like some girl he just met.

"I'm Haruno Sakura, the thing I like is... Well... The person I like is... Ummm... Should I say my dream for the future...? OH MY!!" She squealed with a blush, her fists clutched in front of her as she tried to control her excitement. I rolled my eyes. Yeah that's when I decided it's best to just ignore her. I glanced at Sasuke from the corner of my eye. He was deep in thought, still glaring at nothing. I frowned. I hate how evil his aura feels. I poked his shoulder.