Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ A Girl Named Yama ❯ Chapter 4 - Hokage ( Chapter 4 )

A Girl Named Yama

 

Author: XoXSilverDragonXoX

 

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from `Naruto'. The only thing I own is my main character, Umari Yama, and maybe some unrecognizable characters that you may see.

 

Brief Summary: A girl finds herself dumped into Hatake's bed one day in a different world to deal with an emotional Sasuke, a hyperactive Naruto, a flirty Genma and lazy Kakashi. And of course, to deal with all the glory of life in Konoha to boot.

 

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After escaping Hatake Kakashi, Yama finds out about the mysterious voice in her head (Taka), who tells her she doesn't really have any other choice except to try and blend into this new place. I mean, what else could she do? She obviously has no leads on how to get back yet. In the midst of her job hunting, she lands a job weeding with Team 7. And then Kakashi shows up. And then she happens to ruin his book. What more can go wrong?

 

Warnings: Seeing as this story is rated `M' be expecting a bit of language now and then.

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

Chapter 4 - Hokage

 

“That's not a weed.” I commented from the side as I watched Naruto's hand stretch out towards a harmless pea plant. I shook my head; this guy was utterly clue less. But he was damn loyal and grudge-bearing to boot. The entire time they had been weeding I could see him glaring at Sasuke as he watched him from across the garden. But then again, that could just be because Naruto hated Sasuke.

 

He turned his glare onto me, “And how do-” he started.

 

“It's a pea plant, Naruto.” Sakura commented from his left.

 

With that, Naruto shut up and reached for another one, this time it was an herb. I rolled my eyes, reaching out a hand to stop him, “That is an herb.”

 

Naruto glared at me.

 

I shrugged and decided to give him a brief lecture on weeds. “Weeds are like these,” I lifted the leaves of one chickweed, which were plentiful in the garden. “These are called chickweed, and these are weeds too.” I pointed to a vine-like weed, “I don't know what those are called, but I know they don't belong here.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because of the signs that I see here,” I gestured to the signs Saki had placed up— peas, carrots, potatoes, herbs, and lettuce.

 

“Oh,”

 

With that, I sat back, “Anything that isn't of those categories, you pull out!” My eyes glittered slightly, "That includes the trees too, you know." Naruto gaped at me.

 

"Trees!? How the hell do you expect me to pull out trees?" I rolled my eyes and indicated towards a small tree growing - it was barely the size of a mouse. "That is a tree, Naruto. It's just beginning the earlier stages of its life, so you shouldn't have any trouble with it."

 

Naruto started to pull again, this time, the right ones. I offered a glance backwards, towards the back steps where Kakashi sat, staring up into the sky and glancing over at us now and then. Did he get over his poor book yet? If he was that die hard of a fan, he should probably have another edition to read, right?

 

Let's just say it wasn't really pretty here ten minutes ago.

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

“It slipped.”

 

Kakashi stared at me in mere horror, water dripping from his hair. The book was drifting lifelessly around in the bird bath. Not that it had life in the first place. I could hear him mumbling under his breath as he tore his gaze from me to gaze at the book.

 

“That was a limited edition!”

 

I watched in half-amusement and half-concern as he fished it out and carefully turned the pages in the gentle breeze. I could tell he was trying to dry them. Worriedly, I glanced at his team, `Has he gone insane?'

 

He turned away from the gawking Team 7 and I, taking a few steps, attention completely absorbed on his poor book.

 

“Hatake-!” I called out in warning, eyes widening. His students called out simultaneously after me. Hoo... now I was getting even more worried,' He has gone insane, hasn't he?'

 

“Kakashi-sensei!”

 

“Sensei!”

 

“Kaka-sensei!”

 

Thump!

 

My eyes snapped shut and I automatically cringed at the next few sounds.

 

Snap! Crack! Ping!

 

Silence. Cold, dark, silence- full of bad news.

 

I opened my eyes, slowly. Maybe dropping his book in there wasn't a good idea after all. Damn, now the evil presence known as guilt was gnawing at my conscience.

 

Kakashi lay in a heap leaning against the house, underneath a window. His book lay a few feet away from him, in a pile of mud, by the bird bath. There was as pail still spinning in front of the Jounin, and his clothes were full of dirt. What a mess...

 

I cringed, taking in the whole sight. Not good...

 

“Uh...” I started, swallowing hard.

 

My eyes widened even more when I saw a plant tottering dangerously close to the edge of the window sill that he was under. Before I could warn him though, the inevitable happened…

 

Crash!

 

I stared numbly at the dirt clotting his hair, pieces of ceramic covering him and a flower on top of his head.

 

His eye twitched.

 

“He's going to blow,” I whispered, unaware that the other two kids were listening to me. I took a small step backwards.

 

“Kakashi-sensei?” Sakura stated, “I haven't seen him mad in a long time! He's usually so laid-back and calm… In fact... the only time I've ever seen him mad... or... more like... angry... was during our test. And at that time, he was only pretending to be mad to scare us!”

 

“Hn,” Sasuke muttered, backing up a step. I snorted. Even when backing out of a situation, the Uchiha had the nerve to look casual. His hands were stuffed into his pockets and he had the most unconcerned expression on his face.

 

“There's a first time for everything,” I muttered darkly. `Most definitely...'

 

Kakashi started mumbling again, “It's just a little dirty... it's still good, it's still good,”

 

I held back a snort at the play on words he had used. It was a `dirty' book, after all…

 

I saw him shake off dirt and plant pieces, before creeping forwards with his knees and snatching the book, pulling it towards himself. We all stared at the blurred ink and mud slicked pages.

 

By now, Naruto had stirred from the unconsciousness given to him by Sasuke. He lifted his head and glanced at Kakashi.

 

Naruto stared at the book, “W-”

 

“Shh!” Sakura hushed in a warning tone.

 

Kakashi dropped the book onto the ground, “It's gone,” He grumbled and slumped, leaning backwards. He landed on his back. But guess what happened to be there? The bird bath.

 

I saw Kakashi's head slam into the foot of the bird bath. I winced, cringing. That must have hurt. This motion; incidentally caused the entire thing to tumble down, splashing water all over his head. The bowl of the bird bath was now hanging on his head.

 

Well, naturally you would think that a bird bath made of pure cement would not be able to tip over as easily, right? Well, it looked like luck wasn't on our side, because the bird bath was only made of plastic. Great, huh?

 

No one moved.

 

We all stared stupidly at Kakashi.

 

I heard a low growl and suddenly Kakashi was right in front of me, a glowering look in his eye, his entire upper body soaking wet. I took a few wobbly steps back. Heh... Now would be a great time to apologize! I opened my mouth, “I'm so—” Yelping when he raised a hand, I cringed and closed my eyes. Screw the score! Yama = 4, Kakashi = 10 billion! I was going to get killed!!

 

.…

 

Silence. I opened my eyes to find Kakashi staring at me expressionlessly.

 

Either my memory is playing tricks on me... or this was how Kakashi really was. I always thought the Kakashi was easy going and mild tempered. That was probably why I tempted him by dropping his book into the bird bath. I figured that he would just be, `Hey, it's all right, I have another copy!' And then he would whip out his other copy and I would be all pissed… and... Yeah... Guess not.

 

`You've really had a lot of time to think about that, haven't you?' Taka whispered in amusement. I scowled inwardly and ignored him.

 

I flinched when he reached out and winced when I felt him flick my forehead. “Ow!” I stumbled back, holding said forehead.

 

He grinned at me.

 

What the—?!

 

Kakashi sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Ma, that was tiring. All right you three! Get back to work!” We all gaped at him. Sasuke blinked stupidly at Kakashi, who glanced at him. “I'll get back at you for that tackle later on, Sasuke-kun!” I saw the poor boy shiver, and made his way back to the garden wordlessly. Sakura followed him, and Naruto (who had just woken up) toddled his way back towards where he had been weeding earlier.

 

I stared at the three kids. Weren't they at all curious? Kakashi caught my gaze and grinned. “They're used to my weird moods.” I edged away from him. What did he have; multiple personality disorder or something?

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

And that was the end of that. He never answered my un-worded questions and merely told me that we would be seeing the Hokage after this task was complete. Well, I was done now. We were merely waiting for the three kiddies.

 

I lay back, staring at the sky and studying the clouds. Oh... that one looks like a puppy!

 

“Are you done?” I heard Sasuke's incredulous voice. I only pointed wordlessly towards my garden, not even bothering to look up.

 

“Hn,” he grumbled. By my garden, the weeds were all gone and only plants and vegetables were visible. Beside the garden, was a large garbage bag filled with weeds. Master of weeding! Yup, that's me! What a `great' thing to be proud of…

 

I smirked, turning my attention back onto the clouds.

 

I had finished faster because my garden conveniently had larger weeds to pull. And whereas smaller weeds take forever to sort out and pull them out, large weeds are easier, since you just grab and pull. Small weeds… eh... you have to pick every single one out. It was nearly impossible to just grab a handful and pull - doing it that way would risk pulling out a flower or herb.

 

I also had a tool to work with; the rake. And besides, it something that I could and did beat people in this world! It was quite comforting, remembering that I had just gotten my ass kicked by a kid.

 

Rolling my eyes to my left, I slipped out the bag Kakashi had thrown at me a while ago. It was the pouch I had placed by my night stand before I had went to bed last night.

 

Gleefully opening it, I quietly poured the contents of the pouch into my hand. Only to find that all of it didn't fit in my hand. Sitting up, I poured the rest onto the grass.

 

Mmmm... I eyed the contents. Nothing really interesting here… Oh... oh wait! I picked up a shining shuriken. This was the one I had picked up outside of my old neighbor's yard! Never thought I'd see this again...

 

Which reminds me…

 

Who was it that was there that day? And more so... why were they there? I was positive that this person had some sort of link to me being here... where I was now.

 

Setting the shuriken carefully onto the grass, I combed my hand through the other items. A piece of mint flavored extra gum, an old candy wrapper, a ratty, old screw (why I had this in here... I have no idea), a piece of lint - what the hell???! Anyway... back to the list: an old picture... I stopped surfing through the pile for a second, staring at the picture wistfully.

 

It was a family picture. My father... my mother... and I…

 

I could see my mother's face clearly... but my father's face… it was blurred out from an old coffee spill. My face was a bit smudged, but otherwise, okay. This was the picture I had snagged from my mother's wallet. I wasn't even sure if there was another copy of it. My mother despised pictures. She didn't have any in the house and the only pictures I had were the pictures that had been glued to the order form from school pictures.

 

So... I had never even seen a picture of my father. And ever if he had been with me in my early years of childhood, I probably wouldn't remember him, given my bad memory. And there was already evidence of my bad memory because I couldn't seem to remember anything from Naruto.

 

Sighing, I set the picture aside and my hand found the next item - a small, worn, brown book. Hesitantly fingering the old leather cover, I opened it - and was immediately assaulted by a cloud of dust.

 

Coughing, I fanned the book in the air, watching the dust settle onto my pants. Brushing them off carelessly, I raised the book once again to my face. It was a book full of old Japanese folklore. My mother had given it to me when I was a child... and I remember that she used to read it to my as a bedtime story.

 

But that was a long time ago. Well, at least I had it with me. Even though I knew the book from front to back, it was always nice to have something to read again when I was bored.

 

Sliding it back into the pouch, I picked up the last and final item. It was a white envelope. I glare at it conspicuously. What was this? `Maybe it was a check for 10 million yen,' I thought sarcastically.

 

Imagine my surprise when I opened it, and found the pay my old neighbor had given me. I stared at it. And it stared right back. There, was 3500 yen. (A/N: 1) My eyes widened in surprise. Was this the pay I had gotten? But that was impossible! This was way too much... my job only asked for, at the most, 1500 yen!! Well, technically I wasn't supposed to be paid at all. We did use to live with her.

 

A voice spoke over my shoulder, "Ooooh! That's a lot of money!!” I glanced behind me. Naruto. I sighed, “No, not really Naruto-san.”

 

He beamed at me, “At least you have money!! I don't have any money on me right now... all of it's at home...” I saw a wistful look cover his face, “If I had some right now... I could be happily digging in at the ramen shop right now!!” His eyes glazed over and I didn't bother trying to talk to him. He didn't look like he could talk all that much, with his head up in the clouds and whatnot.

 

I sighed. I had to wait for them to go speak with the Hokage. Well, I could just go with Kakashi and leave them here to finish up... but I didn't want to be left alone with him quite yet. I didn't know if his bipolarness would pop up while we were alone or anything.

 

I saw up, poking Naruto in the side. He shuddered and turned his gaze back to me.

 

“What?” he asked, after turning to face me.

 

“I-” I cut myself off, studying him. His blue eyes stared blankly back at me.

 

“Forget it.” I muttered. I turned to Sakura, “Sakura-san?”

 

She turned to me, “Hai?” she looked up at me. I tossed her the small tool, “Huh? What's this?” she peered curiously at the tool.

 

I rolled my eyes, “You pull weeds out with it. Here - I'll show you,” I reached forwards, taking it and pulling it slowly through the dirt, pulling several weeds out as well. It worked rather well with the small weeds.

 

Sakura brightened, “That makes it so much faster!” she beamed and accepted it from me, starting to work again. Naruto had been watching with equal interest, “Why didn't you give it to me?” he demanded.

 

“I was going to - but then I realized something,” I lifted my index finger, smirking at him.

 

“What?” He asked, giving me a sideways look. He gave me a cheeky fox grin.

 

“.. You would've pulled up all the herbs and flowers with it…” I finished. I heard muffled laughter from behind me. Sakura was cracking up. I could hear Kakashi's chuckles as well.

 

“I would not!” Naruto huffed.

 

“You already did,” I retorted, crossing my arms, “And you didn't even have that thing. I think this job just isn't suited for you Naruto.” He glared at me.

 

“And why is that?!” The blonde demanded. I raised my chin slightly. Well, how should I put it? “I think it's because you get distracted too easily. Plus, small herbs look kind of like weeds, so if you get distract you easily pull the wrong thing.” I nodded pointedly at his pile.

 

Naruto glanced down at his small pile, of supposed `weeds.' “These are weeds,” he protested insistently.

 

“Those are herbs, moron.” Sasuke cut in, his face wearing his trademark smirk. Naruto glared at him.

 

“They are not!” Naruto shot back.

 

“Are too,” Sasuke retorted and leapt to his feet.

 

“Not!” Naruto jumped to his feet as well, and they both glared at each other from different sides of the garden.

 

“Are.” You could practically see sparks shooting out between them.

 

“Not!”

 

“AIeeee!” a voice cried out, “What did you do to my herbs?!”

 

We all turned, except Kakashi, who was still lazily scanning the garden, to see Saki glaring at Naruto.

 

Uh oh... That doesn't look too good.

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

“Thank you, dear!” Saki smiled brightly, offering me a small pouch, “Here's your money!” I brightened and accepted it with a smile.

 

“Arigatou,” I replied. “Sorry about your herbs. and the mess we made in your backyard,” I added.

 

She waved it off, ushering me forwards towards Team 7, who were waiting at the end of the path, “It was nothing. Now, I believe your friends are waiting for you?” She nodded towards the group.

 

I nodded and thanked her one last time, before darting off down the path.

 

I peeked into the pouch, sighing softly at sight of 1000 yen. I should start saving up again, I suppose. I looked up and there in front of me, was the very peculiar Team 7. `More money! Yatta!'

 

Sasuke stood solemnly, staring off into the distance and Sakura seemed to be talking rapidly to him, but he didn't seem to be listening. Naruto stood behind them, nursing a black eye and bruised lip. These were the compliments from Saki, of the `great' job he did in her garden. And of course, the tall bipolar Jounin stood behind them, waiting patiently.

 

When I approached, Sakura turned to me, “Are you going to speak with the Hokage now?”

 

I eyed Kakashi warily, “I suppose so...” I drawled slowly.

 

With that, Kakashi turned and began to walk away, obviously expecting me to follow him. “Then lets go,” he said cheerfully.

 

I stood there, and after a few moments of contemplating what to do, I latched onto Sasuke's arm and started to drag him after Kakashi.

 

“Hey!” he protested, “What are you doing?”

 

“You're coming with us,” I responded, “One, because I don't want to be left alone with that guy. Two, because you're the strongest guy I know here besides him,” I nodded to Kakashi ahead of us, “And three, I have a feeling he might try something and that's why you're here!”

 

“Hn,” he grunted. He jerked out of my grasp roughly and I whirled around, ready to latch onto his arm again. But to my surprise, he fell in step behind Kakashi. I stared at him, ceasing my walk completely.

 

Sasuke stopped, turning his head around to look at me.

 

“You coming?” he asked slyly. I glared at him, before running up to walk beside him.

 

We caught up in time to hear Sakura's voice calling after us, “Where are you taking my Sasuke?”

 

Dear god… did she think that I had a crush on this guy?! I mean... geez... he was like-counts off fingers— four years younger then I was! What is she, crazy? Just because she thought he was the hottest guy in the world and that everyone would fall for him doesn't mean he's right for everyone. Besides, I'm more of the 'older guy' type, no young guys. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to marry a 50 year old man either! But a little older isn't that bad.

 

I mean, there were much better guys then him - well, if Sasuke had been older... but he's not. Besides, the kid has a heart of rock or something. I don't even think he knew what the word relationship meant, much less romance. Plus, there are lots of other guys out there.

 

`Like a certain Hatake, for example?'

 

Without a moment's hesitation, I found I was answering the voice, `No, not like him. Because apparently he is bipolar. But I have to admit, even though his face is covered and he has a strange personality he's pretty handsome.' I broke off, frowning slightly.

 

`Ahh, so it seems you are a might bit attracted to him, are you not?' Taka said, his voice dripping with sarcastically. I shook my head firmly.

 

`Am not,'

 

`Am too,'

 

`I said he was handsome. I said nothing about being attracted to him.' I grumbled, rolling my eyes. Taka laughed. `Oh, I think you are. I believe denial is a word in the dictionary? Besides, it's not like I'm accusing you of having a crush on him. Attraction is perfectly normal.”

 

“Eh…Yama-chan?” a voice cut into our argument, and I promptly shoved Taka to the back of my mind, hearing a curse ring through my head. `God damnit! Don't do that!!' I gave a satisfied smirk, before glancing down at Sakura, “Hai?”

 

“You never answered me...” Oh… “Where are you taking Sasuke?” she asked, more timidly, eyes drifting back and forth between her teammate and I.

 

I crinkled my nose up slightly and glanced sideways at the boy beside me, “Sasuke?” I asked humorously. Sasuke glared at me and offered a wry face in reply. “Oh, we're going to see the Hokage, remember?” Sakura nodded slowly. “And I'm taking this little kid because that guy—” I jerked my thumb in Kakashi's direction. “—is a little strange. Is that all right with you?”

 

Sakura frowned. “There's nothing wrong with Kakashi-sensei though…” Oh but that's where you are wrong, Sakura. There are tons wrong with that guy. What kind of person tries to kill you, and then acts as if nothing had happened?

 

“Sakura-chan, where are you going?” Naruto's voice drifted up. I glanced back as I slowed down slightly.

 

They were trailing along behind us. Meh. More people, I guess.

 

That was when I realized that I was walking right beside Kakashi now. I frowned. When did I -?

 

I shrunk back slightly, even though his attention did not seem to be on me and moved to the other side of Sasuke, who was to my right. This placed Sasuke in the middle.

 

I missed the brief look of amusement that past over Sasuke's face as he was watching my movements.

 

The walk consisted of silence, except for the occasional bickering that erupted between the other two teenagers behind us.

 

Suddenly, I heard someone call out.

 

“Konnichiwa, Hatake-san!”

 

I looked briefly to my left and Kakashi stopped in his steps, glancing left as well.

 

“Ahh, hello there Umino-san.” Kakashi mumbled, “And everyone else.” he added. I narrowed my eyes slightly. Umino? Mmm, memory oh memory locked up in my head, who is this Umino that is in front of us?

 

I glanced quizzically at the four people who now stood in front of Kakashi; a few of them were throwing curious glances at me, now and then.

 

There were three male and one female.

 

One of the males had dark brown hair that was tied up in a high pony tail. By my estimates, his hair probably went down to his shoulders. He had a Leaf hitae-ate tied around his forehead. Containing dark brown eyes, he also had a horizontal scar that ran across the bridge of his nose, stretching as far as from one side of his cheekbone to the other. Oh wait. Umino Iruka… maybe?

 

The man beside him looked much older. His hair was a pale black and he also wore a hitae-ate on his forehead, covering a part of his dark eyebrows. His eyes were jet black and he had a beard that ran up the side of his face and connected to his sideburns. I wrinkled my nose up a bit; a cigarette was dangling out of the right side of his mouth.

 

The first two didn't really have anything that stood out, but this woman did. She had black hair which went down to lower shoulders. It was her gleaming red eyes that unnerved me. Were those contacts? Her outfit was different from the rest of the group; whom of which had all wore Jounin outfits (that is, except for the man with the bushy hair - his outfit was slightly different). Both her hands were wrapped up with white cloth that went up to her elbows (except for her fingers). She had white cloth with black strips down the middle that seemed to wrap her around her body in a shirt like fashion, excluding one side of her thigh. Under that, she wore what seemed to be white shorts, also wrapped in the same kind of cloth. Then I saw that she also had on a red top—long sleeve for her right arm, but sleeveless for her left arm. What a strange way to dress. I grinned inwardly; strange but stylish. I liked her outfit. She also had a hitae-ate around her hair.

 

I now concluded the fact that all people dress way differently from how I did at home. I wasn't too unnerved by it, since I had seen the show Naruto... 10 years ago. It was kind of exciting because deep down, I felt that seeing things for myself and whatnot was truly an eye opening experience. I only hoped the people here would think me crazy when they see that I am staring, quite a bit actually. I'm surprise Sasuke and Kakashi hadn't already noticed. I'd been staring at the surroundings quite a bit now.

 

Oh wait, there's one last guy.

 

My eyebrows rose in appreciation. The last guy was cute and he looked damn familiar… He had brown hair, which went down to his lower neck. Around it was a blue bandanna, tied in a hat-like fashion. He had brown eyes and seemed to be chewing a piece of grass... or something… senbon? Anyway, unlike the others, he didn't seem to be wearing any hitae-ate, but still wore the same outfit as Kakashi did.

 

“What happened this morning, Kakashi?” the one with the beard teased, “You were molesting a girl?”

 

At Kakashi's face, I stomped down my laughter and turned it in a light cough, catching the unexpected full attention of everyone present.

 

At their intense stares, I involuntarily took a step back, right in Sasuke. He more than politely shoved me forwards, pitching me right into Kakashi and knocking him down. I was now lying right on top of him, and he made no move to shake me off. He seemed more exasperated than anything.

 

Silence.

 

Then I heard a giggle. I blushed to the roots of my hair, scrambling off of him and glaring at Sakura, who was trying to hold her laughter in. Naruto was turned away from me, but I could see his shoulders shaking in silent laughter. Even Sasuke's face contained a smirk.

 

I pointed an accusing finger at the Uchiha, “I'm going to get you back one day.” I growled. He only stared at me more defiantly, crossing his arms as if to say. `Then try it.' Oh I will you little jerk. “Hmph,” was his lone answer.

 

“Ah, Kakashi, now who is this? Has the impeccable Hatake Kakashi finally found himself a woman, falling head over heels for him? Or should I say... on him?” the woman teased. My shoulders sagged. `Great first impression, eh?'

 

“It's not me! But if you're willing to be with this bipolar man, go ahead!” I piped in. I clamped my hand over my mouth. That hadn't meant to come out, “Opps.”

 

Instead of looking angry at me, the woman only smiled more brightly at me, indicating she had only been joking. Kakashi got to his feet, glaring at me.

 

“You should introduce us to such a beautiful lady,” the man with light brown hair commented, winking at me. I stared blankly at him. Was he… coming on to me? Wait a second... Did that guy look like... I sort of recognized him now. He looked like the guy that ran the Chuunin exams - the third test of it. What was that name... Shiranui... Shiranui... Gensui? Gen-something? I think that sounded right.

 

“This is Umari Yama,” Kakashi patted my shoulder. I cringed. Don't hurt me! But he didn't do anything and I turned red. I'm pretty sure that no one missed my reaction. At least he seemed to find my reaction amusing. I glared at him. Asshole. He was doing it on purpose.

 

“A beautiful name for a beautiful lady.”

 

“And these are... “ Kakashi pointed out each one as he said their names, “Umino Iruka, Sarutobi Asuma, Yuuhi Kurenai, and Shiranui Genma,” I rose a brow. So that was Gen-something. Glad to see that my memory wasn't entirely hopeless.

 

I gave a sidelong glance to Kakashi. He seemed normal at the moment… Would he explain things once we arrived to speak with the Hokage?

 

“Nice to meet you,” I responded, ignoring the dying laughter of the two teenagers.

 

I blinked as I suddenly found Genma beside me, arm around my shoulder. I stared at him, and then back at his arm around my shoulder. “…” It's nice that a cute guy is hitting on me… but… this really isn't the time. Despite my blushing face, I managed an exasperated look. I had so much more things to deal with here!

 

“Yama-hime. Would you be as kind as to let me take you out for dinner tonight?” Genma offered me a winning smile.

 

“Um...” This guy got straight to the point, didn't he? Then I found Kurenai beside me, and Genma on the ground. I was still humming and hawing. I didn't seem to have the ability to string any coherent sentences together quite yet.

 

“Really, Genma, do you have to go at every poor girl on the street?” she asked wryly and turned to me, “Don't mind Genma, he's like that when he sees pretty girls.” I raised my eyebrows slightly. Pretty girls? Me? I don't think so. Cute maybe, but not pretty. “Is he desperate?” I asked curiously. Kurenai started at my comment, before bursting into deep laughter. She clapped me on the back and nearly sent me pitching forwards. “You'll fit in fine here.”

 

Genma raised a hand from his position on the ground, “Only beautiful women,” He corrected, letting his hand fall again. “And isn't that a little cruel, Yama-hime? I'm not desperate…” Kurenai snorted. “No, you're just sex-hungry.” Genma grunted at that.

 

“Iruka-sensei!” Naruto's loud voice made me wince slightly, “Ano sa! Ano SA! Will you take me out for raaa-meeeenn? I'm done my mission today!” His chest was puffed out proudly, and he grinned his usual grin as he adjusted his head protector.

 

“Hai, Naruto, I see you,” Iruka replied, not even bothering to look in his direction. It was obvious they were used to this kind of behavior from the boy. Iruka still had his attention on Kakashi, “I might take you out for ramen later,”

 

“Yeah! Yatta!”

 

Kakashi grunted, shifting his book to his other hand (the ruined book, remember?), “Excuse us, but we need to get going. Hokage-sama wishes to speak with Yama-san,” I noticed how he stressed the title. I guess that he wouldn't be forgiving me any time soon.

 

“Kakashi?” Iruka asked, eyeing his book, “What happened… to your… err … book?”

 

I froze. Bad topic…

 

But to my surprise, he didn't do anything, unlike last time. Instead he glanced at me. “Hum. A raccoon managed to get a hold of it.” Iruka hummed. “That's too bad.”

 

Asuma merely chuckled. “Well maybe that's a sign that reading those books in front of children isn't exactly customary, Kakashi.”

 

Kakashi shrugged and glanced at me again. This time, the four people noticed his glance. I laughed nervously, shifting from foot to foot.

 

Everyone was looking from Kakashi to me, before back to Kakashi again. This process was repeated several times.

 

“Something we missed?” Asuma asked wryly, puffing his cigarette. Naruto and Sakura, who were in the middle of some squabble, stopped and turned their attention on me.

 

Kakashi didn't answer them, but snatched my arm and began to drag me down the walk, “Come, Yama-san.”

 

Iruka eyed me curiously, “I suppose we'll hear this some other time, then?” he called after us.

 

Kakashi waved and continued to drag me along. Sasuke shrugged, before trailing behind us, with an eye goggling Sakura and a happy Naruto.

 

“Ja ne!” I called out behind, raising my free hand to wave. Genma lifted a hand in reply and called out.

 

“We shall meet again, fair lady!” I stared at him quizzically. What was he, a fan of the Victorian times? Ah, well. I have to admit though, the guy's sort of got class. I blushed and saw Kurenai give Genma a firm whack over the head, who glared at her in turn, rubbing his head. Asuma shook his head slowly, amused by their behavior.

 

Shrugging, I turned my attention to the moody Jounin, who was currently dead-set on dragging me around in Konoha.

 

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All four ninjas stared at the retreating backs of Team 7 and the newcomer.

 

“Something about her…” Asuma mused quietly, blowing a few smoke rings out.

 

Kurenai nodded, “She reminds me of someone.”

 

“Yes,” Asuma supplied, eyes hardening, “… Sasuke,”

 

Iruka looked between the two, confused, “What do you mean? She reminds you of the Uchiha? Sasuke?”

 

Asuma nodded, “Umari Yama.. Her looks have the same qualities of the Uchiha, although the personalities are quite different. I even thought that she was related to him when I first saw her. They have such close similarity in looks it was unnerving. Personality wise, however, they're miles apart.”

 

Kuranai nodded thoughtfully, “I can sense a strange chakra around her, different from the usual chakras' I've known and sensed... You don't think... Do you think she's from around here?” She looked at Asuma.

 

The four started to walk down the street, in the opposite direction from Team 7.

 

“No,” Asuma narrowed his eyes in confirmation. Iruka was shriveling his head back and forth, “What do you two mean? What are you two talking about?”

 

Kurenai smirked, “Did you notice her chakra flare up when she was flustered, Iruka-san?”

 

“Her chakra..?” he trailed off, in deep thought.

 

Asuma removed the cigarette from his mouth momentarily, “Her chakra has a different pattern. Usually, the normal pattern would be a swirl or just straight lines. Hers... however...”

 

“… I don't... quite understand,” Iruka stated quite truthfully.

 

Kurenai sighed, “When her chakra flared up, it had a different pattern- rather... an s-curved pattern... not that much different than a normal pattern... but... It's hard to explain.”

 

“… It seems to be a more... evolved version of our chakra patterns today. Which leads me to suspect that either she has done excessive work in chakra patterns... or…” Asuma trailed off.

 

Iruka let out an `Oh...' kind of sound, finally understanding, “But what does that have to do with Uchiha Sasuke?” He cocked his head at the mention of his former student.

 

“Well... nothing really,” Kurenai stated, “But the other option that we can suspect... is that she isn't from around here... at all... in this time period,” There were a few moments of silence.

 

“Are you suggesting time-travel?” Iruka asked in surprise. Asuma shrugged. “Possibly. How else would we explain it?” Iruka snorted.

 

“Excessive work in chakra?” He suggested. Kurenai laughed soundly.

 

“We should keep an eye on her.” Asuma suggested.

 

Iruka nodded in understanding, “I agree.”

 

Kurenai turned to face Genma, who had been silent during the entire exchange, “Genma? What do you think?”

 

Genma turned to face the rest of them; he had been walking ahead the whole time. There was a dreamy smile on his face, “Hmm?” he uttered dazedly.

 

Kurenai narrowed her eyes slightly, “What do you think of Yama-san?” she asked slowly; as if talking to a child.

 

Genma's grin widened, if possible, “She smells like cotton candy...”

 

Two blocks away…

 

“BAKAAAAA!”

 

SLAP!

 

Then there was a much quieter, “Ow...”

 

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I gulped as we stopped in front of a large building.

 

The two main doors were a light wooden color with surrounding white walls. It was a very large and new building. But as I looked closes, I could see that the building wasn't new at all. In fact, it looked very worn and old, but very sturdy. The word `Fire' was written in a circle in the inner circular building. The doors we were standing in front of only seemed to be the outer walls. And don't go thinking, `but Yama, you're not supposed to be able to read!' Well let me remind you, I am Chinese. Therefore I am able to read kanji. And half of Japanese words are made of kanji.There fore I am able to read it.

 

As we went passed the outer walls after Kakashi had admitted entrance from a few guards there, I got a good view of the surroundings and the cliff behind the building. There, on the mountain side, were large, large carvings. It was like the carvings in Mount Rushmore located in the United States. I've heard of it, but never actually been there, only learning of it during my first few years of school.

 

But instead of the famous presidents, these were four different people. From my knowledge of `Naruto', it should be the four great Hokages.

 

Sakura, spotting me admiring the statues, paused in step, a small smile forming, “Those are the four Hokages,” She explained. I nodded slightly.

 

“I figured as much...” I murmured softly. By now, Kakashi had released my arm and gestured towards the stairs to the right, “The Hokage is waiting.” he said simply, before climbing the stairs.

 

I followed him with the rest of Kakashi's three students.

 

At the top of the stairs was a doorway and beyond that, a hall that kept going. We went into that door and down the hall and then we entered another door, which was guarded by two guards in masks. I eyed them quizzically. One had a dog painted mask, and the other one had a tiger, so I could not see their identities.

 

They nodded at Kakashi.

 

“Sakura, Naruto, Sasuke, you three stay here.” Kakashi informed them. Naruto pouted, crossing him arms.

 

“Nande dattebayo? I want to see the old man again! I want to come too!”

 

“Because this is critical information that will be discussed.” Kakashi gave me a look as Sakura nodded. I frowned and as we went through, grabbed Sasuke's arm and pulled him through, “You're coming too.”

 

Sasuke tried to tug his arm out of my grip, “I can't go in there.” He said tonelessly. I shrugged, as the door closed behind us.

 

“Too late,” I mumbled. I turned around and faced the Hokage.

 

“So you are the one who evaded the clever Copy Ninja of the Leaf Village,” His kind voice set me off immediately. The Hokage looked very old and I had no doubt that he was.

 

He wore the red and white headdress, and I could see the wrinkles on his face under it - telling of his age.

 

Kakashi didn't respond to the comment. “Hokage-sama.”

 

Sasuke grunted and nudged my leg with his toe, telling me to pay attention.

 

“I believe that you have a story that you should explain,” The Hokage commented, “And I believe that Kakashi deserves an explanation as well.” His eyes twinkled. He frowned upon noticing Sasuke, “Sasuke? You should not be in here.”

 

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at me, seeing as I was the one who had dragged him in here. I shrugged indifferently as Sasuke silently left the room.

 

Now I was nervous. At least I knew Sasuke wouldn't try and demolish me... but then again the Hokage wouldn't do that... would he?

 

I eyed the distance between myself and the door, which was to my right. I edged further away from Kakashi, who was on my left. Maybe I could make a run for it if something... happened.

 

I heard the chuckle of the old Hokage, “I think I am beginning to see why the young Uchiha was in here,” he said humorously, “Now I believe we have something to clear up first.” I frowned and edged nervously towards the door. “Let me tell you this, since it seems like Kakashi's mission was well met.”

 

His mission? Kakashi was on a mission?

 

“Kakashi explained the situation of as to how you appeared in his room. He has no explanation of as to how you got there and it seems as if you have no explanation as well, correct?” I nodded slowly. “Therefore it was only safe to assume that you were a foreign spy from another country. We have no seen the likes of you in our village before.

I tensed. Shit. Were they going to treat me as a spy now? My eye twitched. Of all the scenarios I had thought up of, being treated as a spy was not one I had included. The Hokage raised a hand and I paused. “Relax. We do not intend to treat you as a spy.” He must've seen my confused look because he answered my hidden question. “Kakashi's mission was to test and observe you. We saw no need to take interrogation with you when we could use a much easier method.”

 

But what method? I still didn't trust them enough to talk. What if something I said would lead them to believe I was a spy after all?

 

“And so, your reports? Kakashi?”

 

Kakashi managed a small nod. “Negative. She doesn't seem to be from any other surrounding countries. She didn't respond to the cues and she didn't take advantage of the situation.” Kakashi gave me a sideways glance. “If I must say something, I'd say she isn't a ninja at all.” He said shortly. Oh wait, cues? Does that mean everything he's said was to try and get something out of me? Thank the gods I hadn't responded! What if I had? Well never mind that, I don't even remember any of the damn cues he made!

 

“You won't know the cues I made.”

 

I jerked my head up in surprise, my mouth shaped in an `o.'

 

“They're cues that special Anbu members only know.” Kakashi continued. Anbu? The specialty squad? “She's harmless, Hokage-sama. But we still do not know where she came from.” Kakashi stared at me. “She acted strangely when she arrived, like I had reported earlier.”

 

The Hokage hummed and nodded and stared at me. I felt myself begin to sweat. Oh crap…

 

An hour later…

 

“And... I... uh... woke up... here.” I stuttered the last part. “I was sleeping in my bed, I swear! I have absolutely no idea how I got here…”

 

“Mmmm...” Sarutobi mused, “You are not from this time period… I had thought that such a thing was possible.” I managed an inward sigh of relief. I hadn't told them I wasn't even from this world. I just told them I was from a different time period and somehow, after pulling up random numbers and everything, they managed to believe me. But would I be able to pull such a lie off? I had yet to tell them what time period I was from. And on that note, what time period was it? What time period was Naruto set in anyway?

 

You know what? For the sake of my brain, I'm not even going to ask. And I'll make up an excuse if they try to figure out what time period I'm from (because technically I'm not from another time period…).

 

Wait a second… They didn't seem very surprised at the topic of time-travel. Perhaps it has happened before? I looked at Sarutobi (he had introduced himself earlier), “You're not surprised?” He glanced at me, “No, not really. Actually it would be the only explanation for your chakra. Your chakra... it is a strange one. I did not recognize it, it is even different from the Nine Tails' chakra.” he explained. Kakashi's eye narrowed, confirming that he had felt it as well.

 

“But... I don't have any chakra... do I?” I asked confused.

 

“Yes, you do,” Sarutobi said, “You may not have noticed it, like you have said. Perhaps in your time period you did not make much use of it. But it is present. Were you a civilian?” I nodded quickly. Yes, civilian I was. No need for you to believe otherwise.

 

Sarutobi linked his hands together slowly. “I suppose we should not delay this any further. Umari-san… do you have any idea what time period you are in?” I froze. Shit. After a few seconds of contemplating, I decided to tell them straight out.

 

“No.” Kakashi's eyebrows rose. “And I don't have any intentions of finding out either. What if I managed to get back…” I paused. Uh… what should I add to that? “… and I am dragged down by the past? I do not wish for that to happen.” Damn was I ever a good liar. The Hokage frowned.

 

“I suppose you have no intentions of telling us what time period you are from as well?”

 

I nodded. “I don't want to change anything,” I answered truthfully. This way they would have no idea that I had incredibly accurate historical information. If I kept what `time period' I was from a secret, they would have no idea how far in the future I was. “Besides, I think I'm quite far in the time period. I don't recognize anything at all.” I added. There! Now they have no reason to think that I know anything at all.

 

“All right then.” Kakashi cut in. “Are you sure you had no idea how you arrived?” I nodded innocently. I seriously didn't. Behind him, the Hokage sighed irritably. “Well I suppose keeping you any longer won't produce any results. I think that—”

 

I stopped concentrating on his words when a phantom pain slides from the palm and up my arm. I closed my eyes and opened them again. I stared curiously down at my right hand. What was that?

 

“… figure out what it is we need to do to…”

 

It happened again and I felt cold sweat slide down my forehead. Just what was that?

 

“Umari-san?” Kakashi's voice called out. “Are you all right?” I gave my head a shake.

 

“Sorry, I'm fine. Just a little tired I think.” The Hokage nodded and continued.

 

“As I was saying. We need to keep your arrival a secret. Word of mouth travels fairly fast and I would rather not have gawkers and curious eyes. It would cause… unwanted attention to our village. Do you understand, Umari-san?” I nodded, wide eyed. Now that I think about it, my situation isn't exactly any better.

 

“Wonderful. On that note, we need to think of a story…”

 

This time, the pain felt like something was burning my hand from the inside out. I lifted my hand immediately and grimaced. My gaze landed on the cloth wrapped around my hand. That wound… “M-my hand…” I whispered. What the hell was that?

 

Kakashi frowned and the two of them glanced at my hand. “What's wrong?” Sarutobi asked in concern. My eyes squeezed shut.

 

My breathing rather ragged, I slowly opened my eyes, which had been closed tightly. Sarutobi was standing in front of me now, a concerned look on his face. Kakashi had caught my arm when I had almost keeled over.

 

My hand was unwrapped and Kakashi was studying the wound carefully. His eyes narrowed.

 

“It's not poisoned.” he confirmed, “So I do not know why it is paining you to such a serious extent. Do you still have the tool that did this to you?” I nodded quickly, trying to ignore the pain still shooting up my arm and handed the bag to him.

 

“In my pouch...” Kakashi dug through the pouch quickly and a few seconds later pulled out a shuriken.

 

He frowned, “This?” I nodded.

 

“…Where did you get this?”

 

“I... I—”

 

“Shh, the pain should stop any second now. Wait until it fades,” the Hokage commanded. I frowned. Fade? How did they know... To my astonishment, the pain faded right after the Hokage had spoken. Eyes wide, I stared at my wound, seeing it close and seal right before my very eyes.

 

“What- what was that?” I stuttered.

 

“Where and how did you get injured by this weapon?” Kakashi asked. His voice contained unmistakable urgency. Concerned for my own health, I decided that telling the truth here wouldn't hurt at all.

 

“…back at home; I thought I saw someone behind a fence. When I got there, no one was there, but I cut myself when I saw something in the grass… Someone had been there though, I could tell. I don't know how though... I just knew someone was there.”

 

Kakashi nodded grimly, “This is a fusing shuriken. It's different from the regular shuriken. It was, in fact, a top secret project that we had just found out about. However, only Jounin and our Hokage -” Kakashi nodded at the Hokage, “—know about this. We found this exact shuriken by two mutilated bodies nearly two weeks ago. It's different - as you can see, the curves of the shuriken are different, and it has a nasty hook on the end. And if you lift it up to the light, you can see the sheen of red rising from it.” He glanced at me.

 

In turn, Kakashi lifted the shuriken up into the light, causing a red gleam to appear at my feet. I stared at it.

 

“What's that got to do with how it cuts people?” I asked nervously. The Hokage gave me a serious look.

“The shuriken was the cause of the mutilation of the two bodies we found. We connected a fluid that was found inside the bodies with a similar fluid that was on the shuriken.” the Hokage said quietly.

 

“…And furthermore, it has lead us to believe that a certain renegade is responsible for the making of this shuriken. Despite how it may look, this fusing shuriken has great capabilities.” Kakashi commented, “Fusing can only be done between two people. One person starts off the fusing process by allowing themselves to be cut from this the shuriken. The next person must be cut by the same shuriken. Each shuriken has its own distinct fluid - like a person's fingerprints.

 

From what we have found so far, fusing allows for enhanced abilities of both individuals, for it allows the pair to share chakra. However, they cannot share jutsu's. And as found, the process surely is not perfect yet - that is probably why this group was testing it on others...”

 

I paled. What if this thing was going to end my life?

 

“I don't think you have anything to worry about yet, Yama-san,” Sarutobi said chuckling, “The process doesn't go any further than the fluid flowing harmlessly around in your body until the shuriken cuts another,” His eyes turned grave, “We will have to keep this shuriken safe. However, I suggest that when you do wish to fuse with someone - I suggest you choose wisely. Despite me being against this process, the shuriken cannot be hidden forever.”

 

I nodded mournfully. This stupid shuriken only added to my humongous list of worries. Then the Hokage frowned. “I did not think that this shuriken would still exist… if your time period is so far away as you said it was.” I tensed. Crap. “However, I will not force you to tell me anything.”

 

Kakashi helped me to my feet, handing the shuriken carefully over to the Hokage, who walked over towards his desk and picked up a piece of cloth, wrapping the shuriken in it, “I will have to find a good place for safekeeping this.” he remarked.

 

I grunted. Great.

 

Then,

 

“Uchiha Sasuke, you may come out now, I believe you have hid there long enough,” The Hokage announced in an amused voice. I glanced to the left in surprise, where there was a large window.

 

I heard a grunt and a ruffled and miffed looking Sasuke poked his head in from the top. He was looking at us upside-down.

 

“Hn,” he flipped around, hopping into the room.

 

I stared at him curiously, “If you were going to listen anyway, why did you leave before?”

 

Sasuke shrugged, “Wanted to test my stealth skills.”

 

“They're not very good.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

“No.”

 

“You're just like the dobe.”

 

“You're just like a dork.” I retorted, glowering at him.

 

“Both of you be quiet.” Kakashi silenced us, sending me a glare. I flinched and sat back down in my chair, staying silent. I seethed quietly inside. `Didn't see him glare at Sasuke.' He was playing favorites! Or maybe he was just talking to me because he knew I should know better. I mean, I was arguing with a kid, for Pete's sakes.

 

Sasuke remained standing; with his arms crossed and unmoving from his spot by the window.

 

“Now, since you are here now, we cannot change that. We should figure out what we should do with you. I, the Hokage welcome you to our village, foreign traveler.” Sarutobi announced. I stared at him. Was that my cover then? I looked at Sasuke out of my corner of my eye. It looks like Sasuke hadn't been there long— meaning that he hadn't heard much of our conversation. Huh, a traveler, was it?

 

Well maybe... maybe I could find some use for the chakra I had inside of me… I grinned at my idea. That would be kind of fun...

 

“I want to be a ninja!”

 

I heard Sasuke choke.

 

“You want to be a what?!”

 

My grin faded, and my eyes hardened at the Uchiha boy, “I. Want. To. Be. A. Ninja.” I repeated through clenched teeth. I heard him snort.

 

“Right,”

 

“Shut up, this is none of your business, anyhow,” I turned to the Hokage, “I wish to be trained as a Konoha ninja.” I paused and added. “It's time I stopped travelling so much and settled down.” I put on my best sad puppy face.

 

The Hokage studied me thoughtfully, “Being a ninja isn't a game, and you should know this. There are risks and one of these risks includes death. This is a lifetime decision and you cannot go back, once you have taken its path.”

 

Kakashi stayed silent, as did Sasuke. They didn't have any say in this.

 

I let out a slightly miffed sigh, “I realized that, Hokage-sama. But the fact that I'm from another place places me in danger, does it not?” I chose my words carefully. Sasuke was standing in here, remember? “Despite my efforts to keep where I'm from a secret, it will leak out sooner or later. Wouldn't that put me in danger? Besides…” I trailed off, “I have to learn something. I have to figure out answers to the many questions I have...” `Not to mention that I want to learn to jump and teleport around!'

 

Sarutobi stayed silent for a moment, “Very well, if that is your decision, I shall have Kakashi enroll you in the Ninja Academy. Once you graduate from there, we shall decide later on what we shall do with you,”

 

I beamed. “Great! When do I start?”

 

“When I enroll you,” Kakashi retorted. My shoulders sagged. Knowing Kakashi, I would probably get enrolled all right... ten years from now... or... maybe he'll wait less... 8 years? Maybe 2 years? But... maybe he'll wait 20 years. I don't know.

 

I heard the Hokage laugh, “Do not worry. I know of this ninja's tardiness. Kakashi, you shall take her to the academy tomorrow to see Iruka. We'll see what he can do. He is the most experienced with beginners, after all. You may either have to take classes from the beginning or have a private teacher, that will be Iruka's choice.” he glanced at me. “Perhaps reading will help as well.” I managed to cover up a grimace.

 

I'm not a book-reader.

 

“It… might...” I fibbed. Okay, I lied. I don't know how far I'll get with reading. But perhaps it may help in the long run.

 

“Very well. In between your training, I think it would be best if you gained some field experience, since you are not quite young anymore. But... since you are here now, the numbers are uneven and there are no other teams with only two people on them. Mmm... Then I will allow you to shadow a team at your discretion. You shall follow them on their missions, to gain experience in our ninja world. I will speak to the Jounin teachers to see which teams will allow it.”

 

I contemplated this for a moment. That wasn't too bad. At least I would get accustomed to this place better. I nodded in affirmation.

 

Sarutobi nodded, “Now, we just need to confirm where you are to stay for the time being.” His gaze landed on Kakashi. `Oh… no way... no way in hell… he wasn't -'

 

My eyes widened and I shook my head furiously, “There is no way that you are going to stick me in a room with that guy!” I protested. Eyes eyeing the Jounin nervously, I missed the amused expression on the Hokage's face. Him being a pervert wasn't the only reason I didn't want to live with him…

 

Kakashi offered me a lazy look, “Eh?”

 

“Whatever” I muttered.

 

“She can stay with me.” a voice spoke up.

 

We all looked up in surprise. Sasuke had spoken. I had almost forgotten that he was even there.

 

“Very well,” The Hokage looked pleased. “She will be in your charge, Uchiha Sasuke,”

 

He nodded.

 

I looked at the Hokage, “Are you going to contact me about which teams will allow me to follow them?” I asked. The Hokage nodded, “So far Team 7 has given permission.”

 

“WHAT?!”

 

I heard Kakashi sigh, “Another troublesome student,”

 

“Shut up, Hatake.” I growled. I heard the Hokage chuckle lightly.

 

“Technically, she won't be your `student.' She will be following your team to gain experience. She also has the choice of other teams as well, as soon as I gain their permission. And it is not all missions she will be shadowing… I don't suppose she needs to gain experience on how to pull weeds? I did say at it was at her own discretion.”

 

“By the way, Kakashi, what happened to your book?” he asked, eyeing it carefully.

 

I saw Kakashi's hand twitch and I glanced at him nervously. Even though I know that he was testing me earlier by acting so mad, it didn't make the fact that I had ruined his book any less of a truth.

 

That's when I saw his eye flick in my direction.

 

I backed up, eyes widening. Don't tell me he was actually—!?

 

“Uh uh,” I protested, darting behind Sasuke as Kakashi lunged forwards. I saw the Hokage laughing in the background, obviously not caring. Luckily, I had brought Sasuke in.

 

`Go me!

'

To be continued…

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

(1) ~ The popular `yen' topic. Okay, I managed to `approximately' translate the currency stuff. Since I'm Canadian, I changed the yen currency in Canadian dollars. If you're from another place, I suppose you can change the Canadian dollar thing into your country's currency, ok?

 

I've just been to Japan, so I'm used to doing all this stuff in my head when buying things. But the easier way to think about it is that 1 Canadian dollar is equal to 100 yen. Approximately, that is. The actually rate is like 1 Canadian dollar = 94 yen or something (you know how the rates are always changing), but I'm rounding it up.

 

Like I said, this is only an approximation.

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

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Revised August 12, 2008