A/N : I do not own Naruto. But I wish I did. Dang, if I could write that well, or had imagination like that I would be so happy...and I'd write a lot better than I do now...anyways, enough wishing. Here's my first chapter. Enjoy I guess...

Ch. 1 Do I Make a Bad First Impression or What?

"Okay, why don't we tell each other about ourselves" our new sensei, a ruby eyed curly dark haired woman announced with forced enthusiasm. I'm not sure she liked this job but the smile that came with the statement seemed real. We all started at her blankly, me, the dog boy, silent boy, and shy girl.

"…Yeah, why don't I start?" our sensei said nervously, "my name is Kurenai Yuuhi, I'm 25, I like reading, cooking, and training and I dislike people who smoke, lazy people(I winced at this), and people who are full of themselves. My goal is to be the best genjutsu specialist ever and my dream…well, I haven't thought of that yet"

When no one made any move to introduce themselves Kurenai-sensei sighed and pointed to the dog boy who was sitting on the floor with his puppy.

"How about you introduce yourself?"

"Uh…well I'm Kiba Inuzuka, 12 years old. I like walking Akamaru here(at this he pointed to his puppy), training, and bugging my sister. I dislike annoying people(and what's his definition of annoying now??), things that smell to much, and when it's quiet. My goal is to be the best ANBU ever and my dream is…uh…be able to speak with animals other than dogs"

I smiled a bit at the end of his introduction. He can talk to dogs huh? Cool. I wonder what his definition of annoying is though…I hope I won't be annoying to him…

"Okay, next person" Kurenai-sensei said with a smile as she gestured to the silent boy who was sitting in a chair.

"Shino Aburame. I'm 12. I like bugs, training and silence. I dislike loud noises and obnoxious people. My goal is to master my family's jutsus and become a jounin. My dream is to observe all the bugs in the world."

…Shino is interesting…he's really straight forward, though he speaks with little emotion in his voice unlike Kiba who was practically bouncing in his seat. Interesting style of clothing too. Jacket that covers his mouth and sunglasses, nice.

"Okay, you next" Kurenai-sensei stated with another smile as she nodded to the shy girl sitting in a chair just like Shino was.

"U-uh…m-m-my name i-is H-hinata H-h-hyuuga…u-um…well…u-uh I'm 12 a-an-and I like coo-cooking, t-trying n-n-new th-things a-and r-reading. I do-don't rea-really dislike a-a-anything r-r-really…" she started, stuttering constantly as her face turned red, "M-my goal i-is to be-become m-my cl-clan's he-head e-e-eventually a-and my dream is t-to b-become more co-confident and stop s-stuttering…"

…Wow…when I said she was shy it was an understatement…no offense to her or anything. I really hope her she fulfils her goal and dream, maybe we can help…I'd at least like to try…

"Hm…okay, last person" Kurenai-sensei said as she looked at me. I felt my face heat up slightly as everyone looked at me. Kiba rolled his eyes as my face flushed, I glared slightly and willed my face to cool down.

"W-well…my name's Ashimakase Nozomii and I'm 11. I like arts, all different kinds, training, weirding people out, learning new things, and I love my computer" I started, smiling as I patted my messenger bag that held my laptop, "I dislike fangirls, stuck up people, people who think they are better than you, cooking, girly things, and I hate the color pink. My goal is to be a great medic nin and maybe jounin or ANBU and my dream is to find my other friends who I left after I moved and to beat Sasuke Uchiha into the ground!" I finished, with a grin as I rubbed the back of my neck in a nervous gesture. Maybe my introduction was a little too weird…

Kurenai-sensei stared blankly at me for a few seconds, as did everyone else before clearing her throat.

"Okay…any questions for anyone?"

Kiba automatically raised his hand then turned to me as Kurenai-sensei called on him.

"What?" he asked sounding extremely confused.

"H-huh?"

"I mean, can you explain again…everything?" Kiba elaborated. I flushed. I knew my introduction was too weird.

"Uh…you know my name…I'm 11 because I started a year early. By arts I meant reading, writing, drawing, and playing instruments. Training, learning new things, and loving my computer speak for themselves, and by weirding out people I meant what I probably just did in my first introduction…" I started explaining slowly, trying to remember what I had said. "Sasuke's attitude bugs me hence my dislikes and my dream, his fangirls bug me too, hence my other dislike. And for the other three dislikes, they're what people expect girls to do, and like and I hate bending to other people's expectations…and for my first dream…well…" my voiced faded out at the end as I looked at the ground hoping that my explanation wasn't too weird.

"O-okay…" I heard Kiba say, I wasn't quite sure he followed what I said, "So wait, does that mean you're not a Sasuke fangirl?"

"I'd rather die by being strangled by my veins that were ripped out of my body, chocking on my eye that was also ripped out and watching with my other ripped out eye as my flesh was peeled of slowly with a scalpel" I muttered darkly as I felt everyone's weirded out stares on me.

"…Yeah…okay, any more questions?" Kurenai-sensei asked, wincing as I raised my hand.

"Yes Ashimakase?"

"S-sorry for weirding you all out…I promise I'll try to restrain my weirdness..." I said guiltily as I avoided everyone's glances, "Uh…Kiba why do you have those red triangles on your face…and…uh…may I call you Kure-sensei instead of Kurenai-sensei?" I asked sheepishly.

"Everyone in my clan has these triangles on their face" Kiba responded as Kurenai-sensei blinked at my request.

"S-sorry…n-never mind…" I said quietly without looking at Kurenai-sensei, "I-I just….give everyone nicknames…just didn't want to offend you by saying it accidentally without asking…"

"I-its okay I guess…" Kurenai-sensei replied slowly as I blushed and kept looking at the ground, "any more questions?"

When Kurenai-sensei was met with silence she sighed and stood up.

"We'll meet tomorrow at training ground number 11, be there at 7 o'clock sharp" she said before using a body flicker to transport herself out of the room. We all sat there quietly for a few seconds before I stood up and ran out of the room before I further embarrassed myself. Dang, was that bad or what. First day of being on my new team, crash and boom.