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Rough, preview quality. etc, etc. You're silly to waste time editing it, but thanks for the thought ^_^
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Kakashi looked over his students with an expression that emoted thinly veiled boredom. The expression itself was crafted from years of practice, conveying not simply an emotional void, but an expression that said its owner was simply bored with life in general. Before him on the stone bench sat Sasuke, whose own emotions managed to radiate not just boredom, but dejection as he and the pink haired girl beside him waited.
And waited.
And waited.
The mission objective was simple. Track down and capture Mrs. TanakaÆs cat, return the feline and turn the mission in. The reality of the operation was equally simple, as it allowed his team to cut their teeth on the very basics of being a ninjaùtracking, target acquisition and persecution. Of course, the cat in question would skip the latter phase of the mission and be safely delivered to Mrs. Tanaka without a scratch, only to be purposely let loose again for the next team to track down.
The one eyed Nin suppressed a chuckle. Even he remembered tracking down that damn cat, or at very least one of its cousins. The chuckle failed to reach his visible facial features, however. Far be it from him to show any amusement when the mission was incomplete.
ôMeow!ö
Sakura gave the cat in her lap an absent scratch behind its ears as it butted her arm with its head in a bid for attention. She favored the creature with a brief smile as it purred in her lap before she lapsed back into the grumpy frown her face held only moments before.
ôJust where did that idiot run off to this time? ItÆs not like he could get lost out there!ö
Sasuke nodded with the sentiment, even if he failed to show the outward emotion that his teammate was displaying. The mission parameters were crystal clear: Track down the cat, capture it unharmed and return to the rendezvous point. There was a minor wrinkle in the math; however, as their normally three men team was down one, thus preventing the mission from being complete.
ôSensei! Please reconsider!ö
A single eye moved from the pink bound book he was focused and onto a pink head of hair framing pleading blue eyes. The lips beneath the dark mask seemed to form into a smile, giving Sakura hope that they could end this farce.
ôNo.ö
Her frame went limp with disappointment.
ôDidnÆt seem to matter much when you left him tied to a rockàö Sasuke commented beneath his breath, but the missive was caught by KakashiÆs astute hearing.
ôThe difference there is that I didnÆt lose a member of my team.ö The sensei stressed calmly, ablating SasukeÆs stony gaze back into the earth. KakashiÆs, on the other hand, swept from him to the Sakura. ôOr hasnÆt that sunken in yet?ö
The pink haired girl gulped with the redress as the single eye returned back to its book in silence. It remained there for the next few minutes of uncomfortable silence, shifting left and right ever so slightly as it sifted the contents before another minute passed and a small chuckle escaped his lips. Both students looked up at him irritably as they watched him read the newest volume in his literary hobby, ôCan-Can Revolutionö.
Suddenly the eye stilled and flicked up, scanning the area. Civilian, civilian, civilian shapely redheaded gender changing martial artist, blonde hottie, civilianà Kakashi paused in his search, immediately spotting that which had tickled his senses. Ranma, he immediately recognized. The crimson teen girl was hard to miss in a crowd. The blonde on her left, howeverà
Kakashi blinked. Then blinked again. The blonde couldnÆt beà The Team seven lead was half tempted to pull down the remainder of his mask to reveal the transplanted Sharingan eye just to confirm what he was actually seeing. Naruto pulling pranks under the guise of a female blonde in odangos wasnÆt exactly a new sight, especially for those ANBU tasked with keeping tabs on the boy. Heck, it was almost a rite of passage in their ranks to have new recruits be æaccidentallyÆ exposed to the proxyÆs nude figure at least once, while the laughs its bloodletting produced amused the veterans to no end.
The sight before him was unusual in more ways than one, however. First, this Naruto was fully clothed, easily recognizable in his trademark orange jacket and pants, both articles of clothing were all the more baggy on the female form. Then there was the hair. Unlike the yellow streamers his illusion usually sported, this hair was a wild spiky mane the flowed down her back in a style that closer matched that of his male form.
Kakashi watched as the pair walked toward them from across the park, noting not only the chatter the pair was engaged in, but just how carefully Naruto was taking his steps. Kakashi wasnÆt entirely certain yet, but a feeling of uncertainty began to wash down his spine, much like the one he had felt when watching Ranma change for the first time.
The curse couldnÆt possibly be contagious, could it?
Like Kakashi, Sasuke was now focused on the pair as well, still ambling toward them from over half a park away. His initial reaction differed slightly, however. The bothersome redhead, he recognized immediately. Bothersome, but skilled, he amended silently. Next to her was the blonde, who was also quite attractive and equally well endowed in spite of the baggy orangeà Nobody noticed the boy pale suddenly, and then turn a shade of green.
ôThatùthat idiot!ö Sasuke bolted upright, twitching as the full portent of his traitorous thoughts slammed home...
Rough, preview quality. etc, etc. You're silly to waste time editing it, but thanks for the thought ^_^--------
Kakashi looked over his students with an expression that emoted thinly veiled boredom. The expression itself was crafted from years of practice, conveying not simply an emotional void, but an expression that said its owner was simply bored with life in general. Before him on the stone bench sat Sasuke, whose own emotions managed to radiate not just boredom, but dejection as he and the pink haired girl beside him waited.
And waited.
And waited.
The mission objective was simple. Track down and capture Mrs. TanakaÆs cat, return the feline and turn the mission in. The reality of the operation was equally simple, as it allowed his team to cut their teeth on the very basics of being a ninjaùtracking, target acquisition and persecution. Of course, the cat in question would skip the latter phase of the mission and be safely delivered to Mrs. Tanaka without a scratch, only to be purposely let loose again for the next team to track down.
The one eyed Nin suppressed a chuckle. Even he remembered tracking down that damn cat, or at very least one of its cousins. The chuckle failed to reach his visible facial features, however. Far be it from him to show any amusement when the mission was incomplete.
ôMeow!ö
Sakura gave the cat in her lap an absent scratch behind its ears as it butted her arm with its head in a bid for attention. She favored the creature with a brief smile as it purred in her lap before she lapsed back into the grumpy frown her face held only moments before.
ôJust where did that idiot run off to this time? ItÆs not like he could get lost out there!ö
Sasuke nodded with the sentiment, even if he failed to show the outward emotion that his teammate was displaying. The mission parameters were crystal clear: Track down the cat, capture it unharmed and return to the rendezvous point. There was a minor wrinkle in the math; however, as their normally three men team was down one, thus preventing the mission from being complete.
ôSensei! Please reconsider!ö
A single eye moved from the pink bound book he was focused and onto a pink head of hair framing pleading blue eyes. The lips beneath the dark mask seemed to form into a smile, giving Sakura hope that they could end this farce.
ôNo.ö
Her frame went limp with disappointment.
ôDidnÆt seem to matter much when you left him tied to a rockàö Sasuke commented beneath his breath, but the missive was caught by KakashiÆs astute hearing.
ôThe difference there is that I didnÆt lose a member of my team.ö The sensei stressed calmly, ablating SasukeÆs stony gaze back into the earth. KakashiÆs, on the other hand, swept from him to the Sakura. ôOr hasnÆt that sunken in yet?ö
The pink haired girl gulped with the redress as the single eye returned back to its book in silence. It remained there for the next few minutes of uncomfortable silence, shifting left and right ever so slightly as it sifted the contents before another minute passed and a small chuckle escaped his lips. Both students looked up at him irritably as they watched him read the newest volume in his literary hobby, ôCan-Can Revolutionö.
Suddenly the eye stilled and flicked up, scanning the area. Civilian, civilian, civilian shapely redheaded gender changing martial artist, blonde hottie, civilianà Kakashi paused in his search, immediately spotting that which had tickled his senses. Ranma, he immediately recognized. The crimson teen girl was hard to miss in a crowd. The blonde on her left, howeverà
Kakashi blinked. Then blinked again. The blonde couldnÆt beà The Team seven lead was half tempted to pull down the remainder of his mask to reveal the transplanted Sharingan eye just to confirm what he was actually seeing. Naruto pulling pranks under the guise of a female blonde in odangos wasnÆt exactly a new sight, especially for those ANBU tasked with keeping tabs on the boy. Heck, it was almost a rite of passage in their ranks to have new recruits be æaccidentallyÆ exposed to the proxyÆs nude figure at least once, while the laughs its bloodletting produced amused the veterans to no end.
The sight before him was unusual in more ways than one, however. First, this Naruto was fully clothed, easily recognizable in his trademark orange jacket and pants, both articles of clothing were all the more baggy on the female form. Then there was the hair. Unlike the yellow streamers his illusion usually sported, this hair was a wild spiky mane the flowed down her back in a style that closer matched that of his male form.
Kakashi watched as the pair walked toward them from across the park, noting not only the chatter the pair was engaged in, but just how carefully Naruto was taking his steps. Kakashi wasnÆt entirely certain yet, but a feeling of uncertainty began to wash down his spine, much like the one he had felt when watching Ranma change for the first time.
The curse couldnÆt possibly be contagious, could it?
Like Kakashi, Sasuke was now focused on the pair as well, still ambling toward them from over half a park away. His initial reaction differed slightly, however. The bothersome redhead, he recognized immediately. Bothersome, but skilled, he amended silently. Next to her was the blonde, who was also quite attractive and equally well endowed in spite of the baggy orangeà Nobody noticed the boy pale suddenly, and then turn a shade of green.
ôThatùthat idiot!ö Sasuke bolted upright, twitching as the full portent of his traitorous thoughts slammed home...
