Waiting Game

Chapter 2

"That was totally useless," my sister pouted. "All he really told us was his name." I would have agreed if I hadn't already known him from reading bingo books.

"You on the right. You first," Kakashi ordered. Naruto was sitting on the far right, next to Sakura. Then there was Sasuke, then me.

"Believe it!" Naruto cheered, fixing his falling Leaf Headband. "I'm Uzumaki Naruto! I like instant cup ramen, and I really like the ramen that Iruka-sensei got me at the Ichiraku shop. But I really hate the three minutes you have to wait after pouring water into the ramen cup. My hobby is eating different types of ramen and comparing them! And my future dream is...," Naruto inhaled dramatically, and I slowly cringed away; he was about to yell. "TO BECOME THE GREATEST HOKAGE! THEN THE WHOLE VILLAGE WILL STOP DISRESPECTING ME! A-and start treating me like I'm somebody... Somebody important!"

'Well that went from 1-1000 really quick.' My eyes were drawn back over to the Jounin that would oversee our training. 'I wonder what he's thinking about that introduction.'

"Alright," Kakashi acknowledged. "Next."

"I'm Haruno Sakura, and the thing- I mean, uh, the person I like is..." my sister trailed off, staring with a grin at Sasuke. "Uh, m-my hobby is, uh..." she paused and giggled. "My dream for the future-" she was cut off by her own squeal.

I frowned, knowing that our Sensei and I were thinking the same thing. 'She cares more about boys than becoming a ninja. Perhaps she believes that this lifestyle is a game?'

"And what you hate?" Kakashi asked in a bored tone.

"NARUTO!"

"Next," Kakashi droned.

"My name... is Uchiha Sasuke," our next teammate grumbled. "I hate a lot of things, and I don't particularly like anything. What I have is not a dream because I will make it a reality. I'm going to restore my clan and kill a certain somebody."

The silence allowed me to think over some things. The first being that he was mentally unstable, and his trustworthiness lowered.
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Sasuke Uchiha

Age: 12

Trustworthiness: 5%. Unreliable.
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"And the last one," Kakashi finally said, lazy eye flicking over to me. I snapped out of my thoughts, and sighed.

"Name: Haruno Tsubaki. Likes: Not applicable. Dislikes: Not applicable. Hobbies: Indulging in logistics and statistics. Dreams: Can't sleep," I listed curtly, only as loudly as necessary. My sister's shoulders hunched over a bit; perhaps she wanted to get a better understanding of me?

"That's hardly any better than Sensei's," she mumbled, not knowing that I could hear. I blinked, ignoring this. Kakashi gave me a somber glance before talking again.

"Well, that's good," Kakashi said. "You're each unique and have your own ideas. We'll have our first mission tomorrow."

"Really?!" Naruto's eyes lit up excitedly. "Yay! What kind of mission are we going to have?!"

"It's a task that the five of us will do together," the Hatake replied. "A survival exercise." Naruto pouted.

"A survival exercise?"

"I thought we were supposed to have a real mission, not more practice!" Sakura said accusingly. "We already did this stuff at the academy; that's how we got here!"

"This is not like your previous training," was Kakashi's response. Immediately, ideas went through your fast-paced thoughts.

'A survival exercise... does he mean throwing us out into the wild for, say, a week to see how long we survive before we give up? Or perhaps to find chakra on our own, and learn how to use it in Jutsus. Perhaps it's less physical, and more mental; say... how well versed we are in a certain concept. Like...' my thoughts trailed off as I couldn't immediately come up with a good concept. 'Well, I'll figure it out.'