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I'm going to try my hand at Naruto fanfics, so this should be fun!

Huge thanks to my Beta: Itooshii Koneko! She literally saved me while I was working on this.

I hope you enjoy!

Please forgive any spelling/grammar errors! I seriously read over this a million times, rewrote a bunch of things, had my Beta read it twice, and read over it a million more times before I deemed it ready for publishing. If I missed anything, which I honestly hope I didn't, then it can't be helped I guess.

At the end of a long day, Iruka Umino, who was easily recognized by his dark skin, the long horizontal scar across his face, and deep brown hair that was always seen in a spiky ponytail, was standing in the Hokage's office before the owner himself.

"What I'm asking of you doesn't follow the regulations, but it's a request from Jiraiya," the Third Hokage stated, standing up and facing the window that overlooked the Hidden Leaf. The sun had just started to set, casting an amber shadow on the village.

"Jiraiya of the Legendary Three Sannin?" he whispered, eyes widening slightly at the name.

"I know you have your reservations against the child, but Jiraiya was tasked with raising them and overseeing their training since birth. The youngster is extremely capable, they just need to 'crash' your genin test so to speak," he took a deep drag of his pipe, turning around to face Iruka while blowing smoke out of his nose. "Jiraiya feels like it's time for the Fourth Hokage's child to be reintroduced into society. He's the only person they have a real relationship with, that's not healthy for a twelve year old."

"Surely they met other people during their travels?" he asked with a somewhat hopeful expression.

"You know the answer to that. Jiraiya didn't stay in one place long enough for them to get acquainted with anybody. Apparently they also don't trust easily, not since…" he trailed off, expecting Iruka to recall the event on his own. He took off his signature Hokage hat, setting it down on a desk cluttered with paperwork and sighed. It's not a day he liked to remember.

"I understand, Hokage-sama," the ninja teacher nodded, not sure if he could ever forget that day.

"I've ordered Jiraiya not to leave the village, so he'll still be here to handle the child for the most part. I still want them assigned to a team, it's time to reintroduce them to the Hidden Leaf," he walked around the desk to face the chūnin directly.

Begrudgingly, Iruka nodded.

"I've already figured out that team. Sasuke Uchiha, Sakura Haruno, and Jiraiya's student will be assigned to Kakashi."

"Sakura and Sasuke? Assigned to Kakashi?"

"You and I both know those two students will pass, and there will be a cold day in hell before Jiraiya's pupil doesn't pass. Sasuke should be with Kakashi because they both use the Sharingan, even if Sasuke's hasn't awakened yet. Kakashi was a student of the Fouth Hokage, so he's most suitable to train his child. Lastly Sakura, although lacking in physical strength, is the smartest of the class. I also think her gentle nature will balance out that of future teammate's harsh ones," he explained. "They'll show up at the Academy tomorrow, so be prepared."

"Prepared?"

"Well, considering what I've heard from Jiraiya, this child, although untrusting and not used to society, is a bit of a … hell-raiser."

"Good morning!" Iruka shouted when he walked into class the next morning.

"Morning!" the majority of his students shouted back, obviously excited about the day.

"Before we get around to the genin test, I have an announcement. It's a request from the Hokage and Jiraiya-sama of the Sannin," he was marking attendance on a clipboard while saying the words he spent half the night trying to wrap his mind around.

"Jiraiya of the Sannin? No way!"

"Isn't he a legendary war hero?"

"What's the request, Iruka-sensei?!"

"I bet he's looking for a student to train, probably me."

"Or maybe he wants to be assigned a genin team?"

"Iruka-sensei, what's the request?!"

"Settle down, settle down," he finished attendance and looked up to his class, everyone was curious about the matter. Even a certain usually-brooding-I'm-too-good-for-this someone.

"Jiraiya has been a guardian to this child since their birth, he was tasked with raising them and overseeing their training. Even though he's a Sage and a legendary Sannin, he cannot give them genin status. So he asked if they could participate in our test today. I want everyone to be welcoming and reserve judgment, ok?" that was something he was having extreme difficulty with himself, but he thought that maybe since the class didn't know about it that it would be easier for them.

"Ok, Sensei!" mostly everyone shouted back.

'I wonder if it's a boy or a girl, and how old? If it's a girl, then they're sure going to be after Sasuke-kun too! I already have my hands full with Ino-pig and the others, but I won't lose! Cha!' Sakura Haruno, a girl with long light pink hair, porcelain skin, and jade greens eyes, thought. Her standard ninja wear was a red dress with white piping that split at the legs and black shorts underneath. She wore a red ribbon in her hair and was never seen without it. Sakura, like the rest of the girls in the class, was obsessed with one Sasuke Uchiha.

'To be trained by one of the legendary Sannin since birth … interesting. They're sure to be strong,' were the thoughts of the Uchiha student. He wore a navy blue shirt with a high collar that had his clan's symbol on the back; a red and white fan. His white shorts covered his legs along with bandages, and he wore white sleeves with blue straps on his forearms. The pale skin and deep black hair and eyes added to his mysteriously charming looks, but his personality was the exact opposite.

'A new student the day of the genin test? How troublesome,' Shikamaru Nara, a lazy-genius, couldn't help but yawn and put his head down. His black hair was in a spiky ponytail that strongly resembled a pineapple, a customary feature of his clan. He didn't care about things too much, only putting in a bare minimum effort.

'My insects are … reacting. They must sense this new student in the building. This chakra feeling … they're strong,' Shino Aburame, a boy not easily recognized due to the fact that he always wears sunglasses and a jacket with a higher collar that covered the majority of his face, observed. A man of few words, he often goes unnoticed or is misunderstood, but should not be taken lightly. His clan and their use of insects in battle was known to be feared.

'Akamaru is getting uneasy,' Kiba Inuzuka, a boy with red triangular markings on his cheeks and a jacket with a fur hood and cuffs, noticed the change in his ninja dog, 'He's able to sense an opponent's chakra just by their scent. This person isn't even in the room and he's shaking! What the hell?' he looked towards the door intently while Akamaru hid in his jacket, wondering just who was approaching it.

"You can come in," Iruka shouted towards the door, and the once-gossiping room turned silent. Everyone watched the door with anticipation, you could hear loud footsteps approaching. It was obvious this person was wearing wooden sandals, and as they got closer you could hear there were signs of a struggle.

"Let go of me you Pervy Sage! I said I don't want to, and that's final!" a loud voice sounded outside the door, and Iruka could only blink and stare.

"Would you shut up, idiot! First of all, you agreed not to call me that today! Second of all, what happened to your 'I will do anything to be the first female Hokage,' rule?!" a deep voice shouted back.

So far they've learned this new student is a female.

"You're a super pervert, you Pervy Sage, so I'll call you whatever I want to call you! I changed my mind, I don't want to take a stupid test! I don't get along with people well and you know it!"

Everyone could only stare in the direction of the voice and listen, Iruka realized that this girl indeed remembered that incident that caused Jiraiya to take her on a several-years-long journey. It's been scarred into her brain, and not being able to make friends her age was no help.

"Naruto!" the deep voice bellowed, and by this point everyone figured out it was Jiraiya's. "Stop being such a pain-in-my-ass and get in there! I have research to do!"

"You just want to be free of me for a day so you can go spy on the woman's baths!"

"It's research!"

"You giant pervert!"

"You stupid kid!"

"Argh, Pervy Sage, let me go!"

"Not a chance!" the door burst open after that, a large man with insanely unruly long white hair tied into a low pony tail and red markings from his eyes down his cheeks walked in. He wore a dark green robe with a red vest and red wooden sandals to match, a large green scroll hung from his robe to his lower back, and his horned forehead protector read 'Mount Myōboku'. In his right hand was the young girl they heard arguing with him, he was holding her up by her two long pigtails and his left hand held her two hands together to prevent her from using any jutsu.

"Sorry about that Iruka," Jiraiya mumbled, then shook the girl by her pigtails. "Brat, you apologize too!"

"No!"

"I won't buy you ramen for a month."

"I'm so extremely sorry for my behavior Jiraiya-sama, Iruka-sama," she bowed her head the best she could, everyone sweat-dropping at the scene in front of them.

"That's better," he dropped her and she landed on her feet, immediately pulling out her pigtails and rubbing her scalp. Her wild blonde hair reached down to her lower back when it wasn't styled up.

"That hurt, you Pervy Sage!" she growled at him.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," his voice was laced with sarcasm. "No go on and introduce yourself, although they've probably all figured out you're huge idiot by now."

She turned to face the class, recognizing the judgmental stares already.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki, I'm twelve years old. I know my name is a boy's name, so you don't need to point that out," she put her hands on her hips and stared at the audience in front of her, everyone taking a good look at the girl for the first time.

Naruto was a little smaller than average, you could consider her frame petite. She wore a baggy orange jumpsuit and standard navy ninja sandals. Each side of her face was donned with three whisker like marks, and even the kids in the back row could clearly see her piercing blue eyes that contrasted against her tanned skin. Her bright yellow hair was still a wild mess from the moments before.

While everyone was looking at her, she was looking back at them. Sakura stood out to her because of her pink hair, it was hard to miss Sasuke's icy glare too, Kiba was easily noticed mostly because of the cute puppy in his hood, and Naruto couldn't help but stare at Shino for a few moments because of his ominous look.

The classroom was a decent size, all the students were sitting at desks that consisted of two or three to a row. The rows elevated as they got further back, and they were all facing the front which consisted of the teacher's podium and a large blackboard on the wall behind that.

Naruto was observing it all until she heard a voice right next to her left ear, "Now, was that so hard?" Jiraiya asked in the most condescending tone possible.

"Shut up," she cracked her knuckles and looked turned back around to him. "I'm going to knock you all the way to the Village Hidden in Sand!"

"Sure, sure," he waved her off and yawned, absentmindedly redirecting her punch that sent cracks through the wall and blackboard. "Oops," he scratched his head sheepishly, then turned to Iruka who was gaping in horror. "Just send me a bill," he winced when Naruto pulled her hand out and the entire wall looked like it was going to cave in. "Naruto, you made the mess, now reinforce the wall so it doesn't come crumbling down."

"Why do I have to?" she whined catching a huge piece of rubble in her right hand and tossing it aside.

"No ramen for half a year," he threatened, and the small girl was weaving hand signs before you knew it.

"Earth Style: Mud Wall," she slammed her hand into the ground, the pieces of wall that had already collapsed floated back into position and the ones in the process of crumbling stopped. Several beams of earth shot up from the ground and supported the wall. It was still obviously damaged, but it wasn't going to come down anytime soon.

"Now, apologize to everybody," Jiraiya glared at her.

"Uhh," she scratched her head sheepishly, "sorry 'bout that, dattebayo…"

"Dattebayo?" a girl with long pale blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail, but her bangs covered her right eye, asked. This was Ino Yamanaka, or 'Ino-pig' as Sakura would say. Her blue eyes were pupil-less and she gave off an aura of over-confidence. The purple top and spilt-skirt she wore was accompanied with bandages that acted as shorts and covered her stomach. On both arms she wore white sleeves that started a few inches below her shoulder.

"Aw shit, I'm trying to stop that habit!" she pulled on her hair in frustration until being smacked into the ground.

"I told you to stop with that language," Jiraiya chided.

Naruto slowly sat up and rubbed her face, her eyes ablaze with anger.

"Well I'm going to get going now. Lots of things to do, us Sannin are extremely busy people you know! Bye!" Jiraiya quickly vanished, leaving Iruka's class with the small hell-raiser.

"Maybe you just need a snack to calm down," a chubby boy who was eating potato chips blurted out. Everyone's necks snapped to him; Choji Akimichi. His light brown hair was fuzzily short, and he was most recognizable by the reddish-pink swirl-like marks on both of his cheeks.

"Maybe you should stop eating you fa-" Naruto started to make a beeline for him, but the student next to him fell out of his seat and right into her path.

"Ah, how troublesome," Shikamaru accidentally blocked Naruto's path, cutting her off before she could finish her sentence. 'She owes me one,' he sighed internally.

"Were you asleep or something?" Naruto glared at him, resisting the urge to kick him into the wall for getting in her way.

Before he could answer, Iruka quickly butted in, "Uhh Naruto, why don't you take a seat next to…" he hastily scanned the classroom for someone who wouldn't provoke the blonde, "Sasuke, can you raise your hand?" He was the only kid who wouldn't stir up unnecessary trouble, other than Shino, but he was going to be on her team anyways. Considering he just saw her using Earth Style so easily without hesitation, he knew this girl would pass the genin test.

The Uchiha raised his hand, and the blonde stomped her way to the seat next to him. He thought she was going to be a total pain, like all the other girls in the class obsessed with him, but she was surprisingly refreshing. It was obvious the girl was a tomboy through and through, and when she sat down next to him he heard her mumble about something about the 'Pervy Sage' with frequent curse words while putting her hair back into two pigtails.

"Well, usually the genin test is just one test, but since Naruto is new we need scores on her other shinobi abilities. So our class will test last and-" he froze when three shuriken landed perfectly on the ever-thin edge on the top of his clipboard. He looked around for the culprit but no one looked like they had made the movements necessary to do that.

"You were saying?" a voice sounded from above. Upon looking up, Iruka saw Naruto standing on the ceiling and was surprised that she got there unnoticed. Her hair was pulled into a braid and tucked into her jacket, and he looked back to the Naruto next to Sasuke with her hair in pigtails. That Naruto vanished in a puff of smoke, and the Naruto on the ceiling jumped down and landed next to him. She pulled the shuriken out of the clipboard and put them back into her weapons pouch, taking her braided hair out of her shirt after words.

"Shadow Clone, huh?" Iruka shouldn't be surprised at this point, this girl was the product of training with a Sannin for all twelve years of her life.

"When the Pervy Sage smacked me into the ground, that's when I switched," she shrugged.

"It seems Jiraiya-sama trained you well," he didn't like his first impression of the girl, but he also couldn't help but feel bad for her. Looks like she was only comfortable around Jiraiya, and all the other times she closed herself off.

"Is there anything else you need a score on?" she asked.

"Well you need to take some written tests too, but it's obvious you're well trained in shinobi arts, so that's all that remains for your test."

"Written … tests?" she paled.

"That's right. There are three in total that I made to get an evaluation on – " he stopped talking when he realized Naruto was gone.

"Sensei, she just vanished!" Sakura called out.

"Transportation Jutsu, huh?" Iruka sighed while Shikamaru could be heard saying his signature 'Troublesome,' remark.

Jiraiya found her on top of her father's stone head. She was looking out at the village and judging by the frequent sighs he heard, she was either sulking or thinking.

"I heard you bailed at the mention of written tests," he plopped down to the left of her, admiring the view of the Hidden Leaf. It was about noon, so the sun was beating down mercilessly.

"You and I both know I'd fail those," she sighed, again, and brought her knees up to her chest. The breeze was blowing enough to make her braid and Jiraiya's ponytail to blow with it. Leaves were floating about as well, truly making the village fit its name.

"Iruka decided to pass you just on the skills that he saw, but without the other scores it makes you the lowest rank of the class," he crossed his legs and leaned back on his arms, glancing over at Naruto slightly.

"I don't care about rank, I don't even care about being a genin. I just want to be the Hokage one day, like Dad," she tapped the stone monument beneath her. "I want people to acknowledge me, not brush me off like I don't exist. Mom and Dad worked so hard to save the village, I want to protect it too."

'Minato, Kushina, I wish you could see her now,' he smiled fondly at her, her braid blowing gently while surrounded by leaves. Although only twelve, she had grown so much. It was the right decision to take her out of the village when he did, but bringing her back was going to be difficult.

"Pervy Sage, what're you staring at? What's with the creepy smile?" she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh, nothing," he shrugged it off, knowing the girl hated when he got emotional about her. "You know, you have to go get your headband right about now."

"Do I really?" she groaned, rolling over in her ball-like-state to her right side so her back faced Jiraiya.

"Unless you want to repeat the genin test next year, which means another year later in becoming Hokage. You have to be an official Ninja to become the Hokage you know. Plus I'll treat you to ramen."

"Unlimited."

"Five bowls."

"Twenty then."

"Seven."

"Seventeen."

"Fifteen."

She quickly stood up, ran over to Jiraiya, and yanked on his sleeve, "Let's go then, you Pervy Sage!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming you brat," he stood up and she practically threw him off of the monument. She ran quickly across the tops of buildings towards the Academy, the Sannin following behind her while silently laughing.

'Honestly, her obsession with ramen comes in handy sometimes,' he thought.

They landed in front of the school, a huge crowd of parents and children were celebrating out front. Upon her arrival, the adults started whispering and gossiping among themselves. Jiraiya made sure to stay close to the girl as they walked inside, it didn't help that she had extremely distinguishing features. As soon as people saw the 'blonde hair, blue eyed, whiskered girl,' they knew she was the Jinchūriki of the Nine-Tails. It made her childhood hell, even with one of the legendary Sannin there to protect her.

Inside the assigned room, they waited in line to get her headband. Once they got to the front, the Academy chūnin in charge was hesitant to give her one.

"I'm sorry but-" they started, but Jiraiya stepped in front of Naruto.

"What's the problem?"

"I don't think that-"

"Well then, you can take it up with Jiraiya," he set his hands down, rather forcefully, on the desk that stood between the two ninja.

"Jiraiya-sama?! One of the Sannin?" the chūnin stood up and gaped at him.

"In the flesh," he leaned closer, murder evident in his eyes.

"Pervy Sage, you don't have to fight your battles for me," Naruto tugged on his shirt, a mixture of sadness and frustrations coursing through her eyes.

"No, Naruto. Your parents entrusted you to me, so I'll deal with jerks like these. They're not worth your time anyways."

Naruto stared at the middle ranked ninja handing out the headbands, who looked at her with pure disgust and revolt.

"Here, you damn fox," he picked one up and threw it at her, which she caught.

"Thanks," she mumbled, turning her head to the ground and running outside. Jiraiya watched her go and glared back at the target of his rage.

"I wonder what the difference in strength is between a Sannin and a chūnin. I wouldn't mind finding out sometime," he growled, his chakra becoming palpable as his clenching hands cracked the desk they were resting on. "Be careful on your way home tonight," he turned around and walked out swiftly, leaving the chūnin shaking against the wall. The scene unfolded in front of one Sasuke Uchiha, who was waiting behind Naruto and Jiraiya to get his headband. He had waited until his fangirls had gotten theirs and then slipped in when no one was looking, only to see Naruto say her name and the attitude of the headband distributer change.

"Sasuke Uchiha," he said his name and received a headband from a trembling hand, tying it around his forehead while analyzing everything that he just saw.

'There's something going on here.'

He walked through the halls and outside to see everyone chatting excitedly with their friends or their parents, but he didn't have anyone like that to talk to. Instead he leaned against the outside of the building and waited for the announcement of when to show up tomorrow. Out of the corner of his eye he saw what he recognized as Jiraiya, so he turned to get a better view.

Naruto had hid herself up in the tree right outside the Academy, and Jiraiya was standing on the swing to get closer to her. He saw him hop from the swing into the tree, then it looked like he patted Naruto on the head. A frog appeared in a puff of smoke on a branch next to Jiraiya, moved its mouth a bit, and the Sannin said some words in response. He said something to Naruto, then disappeared with the frog.

He couldn't help but wonder, not that it was any of his business, but he had taken an interest in the girl ever since she walked in the classroom. She was trained by one of the Sannin, so she had to be skilled. His purpose in life required him to be strong, so anyone who seemed to be a worthy opponent peaked his interest.

The same teacher that gave Naruto and her guardian a problem walked outside with a few others and announced what time each class should report tomorrow to be assigned to their team. With one last glance towards the tree, he walked off and left the girl to deal with her own issues.

Iruka's class gathered at nine in the morning to wait for their jōnin teachers. Everyone was wearing their new headband somewhere and was in their respective ninja attire, the only one missing was Naruto. She showed up twenty minutes late, arriving by Jiraiya using the Teleportation Jutsu to appear in the middle of the classroom holding the girl by the her hair.

"This is what happens with you oversleep," he dropped her on the floor right in front of the podium, then vanished right after. Upon closer inspection, you could tell she was soaking wet. Her hair looked like a rat's nest, she was in a white tank top, which revealed she was actually quite developed and muscular, and black shorts that could be mistaken for boxers, aka: her pajamas, but her headband was tied around her left ankle. Even being soaked, the girl had no issues going back to sleep.

Everyone would've laughed if they hadn't seen her behavior yesterday. No one wanted to approach her, so Sasuke stood up and walked over.

"Oi," he poked her with his foot, to which she grabbed and clenched with frightening strength.

"Pervy Sage, you try to wake me up again and I'll make sure you'll never be able to spy on the woman's bath for the rest of your days," she released Sasuke's foot, to which he took and kicked her across the room. She smacked into the wall next to the one she basically destroyed, her eyes flew open and in the next moment she was holding him against the opposite wall by his neck.

"Bastard, what the hell are you doing here?!"

"Take a look around, loser. Jiraiya-sama dropped you off here," he wheezed out, trying his best to maintain his composure, but that was hard when someone was restricting your airways.

She glanced around and found everyone staring at their scene, along with the girls saying she should let go of their 'beloved Sasuke-kun,'.

"Sorry," she let him go, and looked down to her ankle, "So that's what he tied on it earlier," she reached down and undid the knot, looking at the shiny metal in deep thought.

"Hn," he couldn't blame her, he would try to kill someone who woke him up like that too. It was easy to figure out that Jiraiya dumped water on her, which Sasuke discovered was ice-cold since her wet hand was against his neck, then after she failed to get up he tied her headband around her ankle and dropped her off in the classroom.

"What time is it?" she asked, looking up at the clock and realizing it was 9:24. "Oh, that's why he was so pissed off," she sighed and made her way to her seat, Sasuke in tow, leaving little puddles as she went. Once she sat down she started working on her hair, squeezing the water out of it and running through the tangles with her fingers. After realizing she didn't have a hair tie, she used her headband to it up in a ponytail, making sure the Leaf's symbol was facing the front.

"Maybe I'll wear it like this," she mumbled, tying it tightly so it wouldn't come undone. Her hair was immensely thick and she had so much of it that it worked out well, but she just shrugged and crossed her arms.

Iruka came in a few minutes later to announce the teams, raising an eyebrow at the soaking wet floor and the soaking-wet-pajama-clad-Naruto before continuing. By the end of his announcements, Naruto found out she was assigned to a team with the Sasuke boy her clone sat next to the other day and someone named Sakura. They were already sitting in the same row, so they just stayed put while everyone else moved around to sit with their team. The others girls were upset they didn't get paired with Sasuke while Sakura was fangirling over it. She kept trying to strike up a conversation with him, but he just replied with lots of 'Hns,' or 'Hms,' or no response at all.

'Well, they seem to be alright … I guess. Sasuke's not talkative … well that's better for me anyways, trying to make conversation would just be awkward. That Sakura girl seems to be infatuated with Sasuke like the rest of the class, so I probably won't have to worry about her trying to talk to me either. Ah, it doesn't matter anyways, it's not like I care,' Naruto thought while trying to find ways to keep herself occupied.

'I can't believe I got on the same team as Sasuke-kun! This is a one in a life time chance, cha! I just hope that Naruto girl isn't a problem,' she glanced over to her and was pleased, but disgusted, to find the girl cleaning out her right ear with her pinky. 'Looks like she doesn't care, perfect! Sasuke-kun, look this way, notice how much more lady-like and cuter I am than her!'

'Naruto Uzumaki, trained by a Sannin since her birth … Interesting, she must be strong,' Sasuke glanced at the girl, obviously having high expectations for her, while she ungracefully kicked her feet up on the desk and stared at the ceiling.

They were the last team left after a while. Naruto fell asleep within the first half hour after she took her feet off the desk and rested her head on it, burying her face in her arms to shield out the light. Sakura was overjoyed because she was able to have 'alone time' with Sasuke, but he wasn't having any of it.

A few hours later, Naruto bolted upright and stood up. Sasuke, who nodded off, opened his eyes at the sudden action. Sakura stooped eye-ogling sleeping-Sasuke and looked at her.

"Naruto-san, what's wrong?" Sakura asked.

"You can drop the formalities, but someone's coming down the hall," she said, and the other two turned their attention to the door. It opened, revealing a man with gray hair that literally defied gravity itself. He was wearing standard Hidden Leaf shinobi dress, the only thing different was that he wore a mask that covered his face and nose. His headband was pulled down over his left eye as a make-shift eyepatch, so the only reveled spot of his face was his right eye.

"Oi, what kind of jōnin is over," Sakura glanced at the clock, "three hours late?!" she fired at him, obviously annoyed.

"Well, you see-" he stopped when a splinter of wood lodged itself right on the tip of his nose through his mask. Starting at it for a moment with his one good eye, he looked back and saw the under-dressed blonde holding a corner of the desk she was sitting at.

"The liar's nose is the one that grows," she clenched the piece of wood until it broke into several shards.

"My first impression …" he pulled the sliver of wood out of his nose and flicked it back at Naruto, who caught it between two fingers just before it pierced her right eye, "I hate all of you. Meet me at the roof," he disappeared the moment the last word left his mouth.

The silver-haired jōnin sat on the rail guarding the edge of the roof, while the three of them sat on the steps across from him.

"Alright, we'll start with introductions. Tell me your name, likes, dislikes, hobbies, dreams, that sort of thing," his one visible eye watched the three of them to see who was going to go first as he absentmindedly rubbed his itchy nose.

"You're the one who was late, so you should go first," Naruto pointed at him accusingly.

"Says the one who tried to give me a nose piercing … Anyways, my name is Kakashi Hatake. I don't feel like telling you my likes or dislikes. I don't have many hobbies, and I've never really thought about a dream."

"So all we know is his name?" Sakura mumbled to which Naruto nodded.

"Ok, pajama girl, your turn," Kakashi stared at her, curious about her answer.

"I'm Naruto Uzumaki. I like instant ramen and the ramen stand I went to last night, although I never got the name of the place. I dislike judgmental people, Pervy Sage's habit of peeping on woman's baths-"

As she stated that, a loud sneeze and a huge set of screams crying 'Pervert!' was heard in the distance.

"- the three minutes it takes for instant ramen to cook, and I hate the food on Mount Myōboku. My hobbies are to train, compare different types of ramen, and Pervy Sage makes me proofread the Icha Icha novels he's writing, so I guess it's a hobby of mine now. My dream is to be the first female Hokage and to protect the village, as well as make everybody acknowledge me," she had another dream, or rather goal that she desperately wanted to complete, but not even her guardian knew about it. No way in hell she'd ever reveal it to these strangers.

'It's like a little Minato-sensei and Kushina-sama mixed into one,' Kakashi was impressed with her, he even smiled slightly behind his mask, but he couldn't help but be jealous over her proof-reading the next novel of his favorite book series. "Ok, next," he set his personal desires aside for now, making a mental note to bribe Naruto with ramen later to leak some details, since she seemed to love it dearly, and focused on his next student.

"My name is Sakura Haruno. What I like, or rather who I like is," she glanced at Sasuke. "My hobbies are," she glanced at Sasuke again. "My dream is," another glance at Sasuke along with a squeal.

"And? What about your dislikes?" he needed a little more than 'fidget-fidget glance at Sasuke and squeal'.

"Ino-pig and my other rivals!" she seethed.

'Girls her age are probably more interested in love than ninja arts … well except for Naruto, I guess.'

"Lastly," Kakashi called out, setting his eye on the brooding boy.

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha. I have a lot of dislikes but no likes in particular. I don't feel like summoning up my ambition as just a dream, but I do have an ambition. The ambition to restore my clan and without fail to kill a certain man," the aura around him was deadly.

'I knew it,' his right eye narrowed slightly.

'Sasuke-kun is so cool!' Sakura thought, completely oblivious to the murderous intent radiating off of the boy.

'Restore?' Naruto looked at him questioningly. It didn't seem like something she should ask about, but she'd talk to Jiraiya later.

"Good! The three of you are very interesting and different. We'll have a mission tomorrow," Kakashi's attitude completely contrasted Sasuke's deadly one.

"Mission? What kind of mission?" Sakura asked.

"We'll do what we can with one jōnin and three inexperienced brats … a survival exercise. Nothing like you've done at the Academy before," he started laughing while thinking about it, making the three before him get agitated.

"What's so funny?" Naruto put her hands on her knees and stared at him.

"Well, if I tell you then you'll get disenchanted," he stopped laughing, then looked deadly serious. "Of all the genin graduates, only nine will be recognized as junior ninjas. The rest will be sent back to the Academy. In other words this exercise is extremely difficult and has a failure rate of 66% or higher," looking at the expressions on their faces, his tone of voice becoming aloof again, "See, I was right!"

"So, then what was the purpose of that stupid test?" the so called 'pajama girl' crossed her legs and leaned her head on one arm.

"Just to see who has the potential of becoming genin. Can't do anything about it, that's just the way it is. I'll be determining whether you pass or fail, so come prepared. We'll meet at five in the morning," Kakashi got off the railing and turned around, "You're dismissed. Oh, and best not to eat breakfast. You'll throw up," after that, he disappeared.

Naruto stood up, and headed for the edge of the roof. She was about to jump over the railing, but stopped when a voice called out to her.

"Don't be late, you seem to have a habit of that," Sasuke warned.

"Whatever," she jumped off and sprinted across rooftops, while the other two preteens watched until she was out of sight.

'Naruto totally gets that she needs to give Sasuke-kun and I alone time! Score one for me!' Sakura's inner self cheered and then said, "Sasuke-kun, I was thinking we could walk home together!" she had hearts in her eyes as she stared at him.

"No."

We've got a FemNaruto, woooooooooooooo!

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