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Hitomi's POV
With a thoughtless shrug, I tossed another boy aside, picking up his scroll. I had finally found it, the Heaven scroll. I bit my lip, relief and contentment swelling in my chest. I clutched the scroll tight, determined to keep it safe, no matter what. If I lost this before reaching the tower, I'd have to restart my search all over again.
I'd sooner die than let that happen.
I shoved the scroll into my bag, next to my original Earth scroll and hummed a light tune, my mood lifted. Just a few hours ago, Sabaku no Gaara had left me alive with all my bones intact. That's right, you heard it here and now. I am the first to survive pissing him off!
Hah, I should become famous.
I need my name in the books.
My mind began to drift off in a sweet little daydream when I slammed into something. Or rather, someone.
"Watch where you're going," he warned, brushing off his shirt.
Ah, it's one of those Rookie Nine guys from before! His teammates eyed me...and the blood splattered on my clothing. "You can't tell me what to do," I said sassily, mocking his snobby tone. He glared at me in distaste.
"Did you just sass Sasuke-kun?"
"Did you just give Sasu-teme the attitude?"
I rose an eyebrow at the guy's teammates. "Is that a problem?" I asked, feeling the edges my my mouth pull into a daring smirk.
"Of course it is-"
"Not at all! We should be friends."
Haha, gotta love these Leaf nin.
The one they called "Sasuke" turned away. "We should be going." "Not standing up for youself, hm? Coward," I said, coughing to cover up the last part. He gave me a threatening glare. I placed my hands on my hips, with a "come at me, bro" grin plastered on my face.
"Are you implying that you want a fight?"
"Oh no, of course not. I'm saying it. Come on, I can totally take you down."
I readied my puppet, earning gasps from his teammates. The pink-headed girl looked horrified while the blonde one was gasping with admiration.
Aw yeah, I love setting impressions like this.
"I don't need to waste my time on you," he replied, waking away. His friends followed quickly behind. I scoffed as I watched them walk away.
"Jerk!" I called after him, making sure he heard it, before heading off to the tower to hand in my scrolls.
I mumbled things under my breath like, "I could've totally beaten that guy," "He's such a jerk," and "I need to schedule a fight with that guy at some point. Gotta tone down his ego before his giant head explodes."
...
"Welcome to..." the third proctor coughed violently. "Welcome to the third part of the Chunin Exams!" He turned away to cough again. He needs some medical help, that coughing thing sounds severe.
"Look up to the board to find the current battling genin," he mustered before breaking into a coughing fit once again.
I looked up and didn't find my name, so I decided to sit and rest until it was my turn.
Oh boy, this was going to be fun, I thought, almost literally bouncing up and down in my seat. I rested my cheek on my hand and began to watch the current battle.
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Fanfiction-UPDATES CURRENTLY PAUSED- *I wrote this story when I was like 10 okay it's pretty terrible and to add onto it it's a Naruto Fanfic rip me* Hitomi should've seen it coming. From the moment she was born, she was judged. Judged for those crimson red e...