Chapter One

Team Minato

"You called me, Sarutobi-sama," I said after bowing respectively to Konoha's third ninja elder, or the Hokage.

"Yes, I did," he stated, igniting his pipe with a little jutsu of his. "I want you to learn the Rasengan from Namikaze Minato. You know him, no?"

"Yes, but not personally. I have known him from a few missions; I also know that he is a genius of some sort. Made his own jutsus. His wife, Uzumaki Kushina, is the jinchuriki of the nine-tails. That's all I know," I sighed, a bit bored.

"Well, I'm going to assign you into his team. It consists of Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Obito, and Nohara Rin. They will meet you at the training grounds at 9:30 A.M. sharp. Be there," he spoke.

"Hai," I replied.

"You will also go on missions with them or help them or do things that they regularly do as a team," he voiced.

"Oh, hai," I smiled, bowing once more respectively before teleporting outside the building. "Oh, man. Rasengan? Yes. A team to deal with and help? No."

I woke up at nine in the morning that day to meet my new team, like I needed one. I don't. I simply don't. Why? I'm a certificated jonin who's been on a million and one missions so far. Well, it's not exactly a million and one missions. It's only been one hundred and one, but still.

I changed into my normal, daily attire which was only a small pack of weapons and tiny supplies strapped on my pants, my Konoha headband on my forehead, a black T-shirt that had the words "Keep Calm and Ninja On" on it, and navy blue ninja sweatpants. That's all. Well, I only wear my T-shirt when I'm not assigned on duty, but I decided to wear it today since I was pretty sure that we would not be fighting or practicing anything today. If we were, then, the T-shirt's fine to battle in. Usually, I just wear a long-sleeved, grey shirt and a flak jacket.

After doing so and so, like eating a small breakfast, I walked outside. By the way, stating a random fact, I don't eat much. I'm on a strict diet. I'm five foot four and eighty-five pounds. I need to lose five more in order to have a flat stomach. I know what you're thinking. That's weird to say. But, eh, whatever.

"Hey, Sato Sayaka, right?" asked a golden blonde man in a flak jacket in a sweet voice.

"Yep, konnichiwa, Minato . . . um . . . sensei," I replied, struggling for the right ending.

"Drop the honorifics, we're on the same terms here," he smiled.

"Who's she?" asked an old looking boy. Well, not exactly old looking, but . . . grey haired. That's what makes him old looking.

"Who's the old man?" I asked, rolling my eyes. Epic.

"Who? You," the boy replied curtly.

"Can't take a joke, can you? Hatake," I humphed after flash backing to what the Third Hokage said about who was on my team.

"How'd you know who was?" he replied through his mask, looking slightly shocked, though he tried to mask it.

"I know everything," I stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, right," he snorted at my face.

"Enough, Kakashi. Is that how you treat a new teammate?" reprimanded Minato.

"She? Joining our team? Oh, great," said Kakashi, slumping down on the rock in disgust.

"Oh, and, I forgot to say this," started Kakashi. "Aren't you going to jump on me by now or something? 'Cause if you are, it's not going to work."

I saw Minato smirk in amusement at Kakashi's statements. From what I saw in his eyes, Kakashi didn't do this very often. Talking much I mean.

"Yeah, right, like I'll be a fan girl like all those other bakas," I rolled my eyes in repugnance. Kakashi, on the other hand, looked bewildered. Why wouldn't I jump on him and be all lovey dovey? Because . . . I. Don't. Fall. In. Love. It's as simple as that. Also, it's a waste of my time. I have better things to do. For example, practicing for battles, completing missions, et cetera.

"Konnichiwa," smiled a brown-haired girl who came down our way. "My name's Nohara Rin."

"Konnichiwa, Sato Sayaka," I beamed.

"Nice to meet you," she said.

"You as well," I responded nicely.

"I'm here!" yelled an overly excited voice.

"Whoa, there," I muttered.

"Obito! What took you so long this time?" muttered Kakashi. "There's rules about how shinobi shouldn't be late, remember?"

"That's for you to say, rule-er," Obito argued.

As they argued back and forth, Rin said, "They do this all time, so you'd better get used to it."

"I hope I can," I shook my head.

"Stop fighting you two, we have a new teammate to introduce," announced Minato-sensei.

"We do?" Obito tilted his head. "We do?! Oh great! Another teammate. Yippee! My name's Uchiha Obito. What's yours?"

"Sato Sayaka," I replied for what could have been the millionth time.

"Here's what we'll do. Introductions," stated Minato as everyone sat down, except for me. "Oh, and, also, you don't sit when someone is talking to you unless they indicate you to sit down. You may sit. Good manners, Sayaka."

"Thanks," I nodded with a poke face and he continued on. Kakashi was grumpy that I was congratulated. Obito shrugged it off, and Rin nodded happily. Weird trio.

"Starting with Kakashi, then Obito, Rin, me, and finally Sayaka. Comment on whatever you like," mentioned Minato.

"My name is Hatake Kakashi. Rank chunin. Age thirteen," Kakashi spoke simply.

"Sufficient intro. My first impression of you is . . . boring," I stated.

"Why, thank you," Kakashi rolled his eyes.

"Wow, wow, wow. I've never seen Kakashi talk this much before!" Obito said wide-eyed.

"Shut up," Kakashi blushed under his mask. No one noticed him doing so, but me.

"My turn! I'm Uchiha Obito from the Uchiha clan!" shouted Obito. "I'm going to open my sharingan soon and . . . I love dangos! I'm also always helpful and . . . I hate Kakashi!"

"Gee, thanks," Kakashi sighed, bored-looking.

"First impression of you is . . . a good guy who is happy to live life," I grinned merrily.

"Yippee! I got a better comment than Kakashi for once!" he yelled in glee.

"He's a bit hyper at times," Rin sweat dropped. "In any case, it's my turn. My name is Nohara Rin. I don't particularly dislike anything aside from bad guys. I like everything except mean people."

"First impression of you is a nice, well-behaved girl," I commented politely.

"Thank you," she smiled happily.

"My name is Namikaze Minato. I have a wife named Uzumaki Kushina who is the jinchuriki of the nine-tails. I love doing what's right and I dislike people who destroy peace and who disrupt this world," Minato spoke epically. Ish.

"Nice, sensei," I responded to his words. "My name is Sato Sayaka. I'm a jonin and thirteen years old. I like to read, study, and learn. I dislike jerks who follow riles all the time and . . . that's it."

"I hate you," Kakashi glared.

"I love you!" Obito smiled with a large grin across his face.

"Good teammate," beamed Rin.

"We should go home now," Minato said, glancing at his watch. "I have an appointment to attend to. We don't have anything particular today, so it's a free day. Dismissed."

"Hai!" we all saluted as he disappeared in a puff of smoke.