This chapter is dedicated to the first (and only) person to ever put me on author alert, KMT, and the only person to put me on their favorite author list, I'll be your lie. You guys rock!

Also, I don't know how to so line breaks, so instead I'm putting BELIEVE IT! In capitals, because that's the way it should always be.

Warning: never watch Spanish soap operas. Because they will make you start cracking up at things that are supposed to be sad, like life-threatening diseases, and people will start suspecting you are either a sadist or insane. If you feel the need to watch drama, at least watch something like Gossip Girl or the Secret Life of the American teenager, because they usually don't kill off all the old people and babies.

Oh, and a warning for the fic: there is a teeny bit of language, but if you watch or read Naruto you should already be used to it, shouldn't you?

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I do, however, own the skills and tools needed to make tuna salad. Yummy!

Team 8's Entrance Exam

Hinata sat against a tree at training ground seven, holding a bento box in her lap and waiting for her sensei. Her cousin, Neji, always turned up for team meets an hour early and she had decided to emulate him. Unfortunately, Hinata had not received much sleep the night before thanks to nervous butterflies flittering about in her stomach, so turning up at 5:30 A.M. instead of 6:30 may not have been her brightest idea. The edgy Hyuuga found herself worrying less and less as her drowsiness overcame her and she fell into the world of dreamless sleep.

BELIEVEIT!

Kiba strutted down the street proudly, Akamaru peeking cutely out of his partially unzipped jacket, displaying his Konoha ninja headband and occasionally wolf-whistling at a pretty woman that caught his eye. This was not the smartest thing to do in a hidden village full of ninja, and although he had left the Inuzuka compound perfectly groomed and with thirty minutes to spare before he had to start heading toward the training ground his team was supposed to meet at, the poor boy with no tact ended up running to get there on time without having eaten breakfast.

Kiba arrived panting with his tongue out, wishing he was small enough to sleep in someone's jacket while the person (hopefully female) carried himeverywhere, only to see a beautiful girl his age sleeping under a tree. Though born without tact, Kiba was a fast learner, and had been taught a valuable lesson that day: a woman's pretty looks does not stop her punches from stinging if you do something to offend her. He walked over to a tree across from her, set Akamaru on his lap to better reach the back of his ears for scratching, and settled down to watch her warily until the rest of his team arrived.

BELIEVEIT!

What he didn't know was that Shino had arrived almost as early as Hinata, decided that her was of passing time was very convenient, and set up a bug up to wake him when he sensed their new sensei's approach. Of course, he wasted no time starting his nap hidden in the trees.

BELIEVEIT!

Three seconds after Kiba's arrival, Shino's scout woke him up. The bug ninja immediately jumped down from the leafy canopy without looking down- unfortunate, since his landing place happened to be three inches from Kiba's nose, startling him and causing his dog to growl menacingly. This growl was not very loud, but it caused Hinata to stir and begin waking up, yawning cutely.

Shino ignored the snowball effect his revealed presence had caused, but gave a teeny inward smile at the bruised ninja's expression. The only kunoichi was completely awake by then, and also noticed these bruises as Shino folded his legs and sat with his back against a tree a few feet away from Kiba.

"A-ano, you are hurt…" she trailed off, concerned. "What happened?"

Kiba grinned and let out a bark of laughter. "Aww, these tiny scrapes? They're nothing; you should see the guy I was fighting with."

Shino lifted a brow disbelievingly but let it go. Hinata just nodded and took out a jar from her pocket, walking over and holding it out to Kiba while blushing a little. "This is a c-cream I usually use, it might help… Kiba." At saying his name she blushed even more, yet smiled as he took it from her and sat between the hooded ninja and the Aburame.

"Thanks," said the boy warily, sniffing the product, then shrugging and lathering it liberally on his cuts. The dog-lover didn't think he had done anything to bother her yet, and decided to trust her for now. Besides, she was offering to help heal his injuries, not create them.

While he was still doing this, Kurenai arrived in the middle of the clearing with a flurry of leaves. "Good morning, today we are going to decide if you are smart enough to train by giving you a written test. You will have to use all the test-taking skills they taught in the academy. Don't forget to read all the directions, and follow them exactly. You have two minutes and this test has 1oo questions, plus two essay questions. I'll wait for you to finish with your wounds, Kiba. How did you get them, anyway?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet way.

"He got in a fight," sad Shino emotionlessly, "Apparently the person he fought is worse off," repeating the excuse Kiba had given them.

"Really?" asked Kurenai. "Because from the way those angry women were chasing you, one of whom was me, by the way, I would have figured you the one worse off. But since I am standing here unscathed while you are putting on a healing lotion, I must be the one worse off!" she finished this with a glare at Kiba for ogling her chest (she hadn't been able to give him one properly while the many other kunoichi had been beating him up).

The young Jiraiya wannabe chuckled nervously and scratched Akamaru behind the ears. He then handed Hinata her cream, which she pocketed with a cursory glance at him to see if it was working yet, proud when she saw the bruises had, miraculously, already faded a little.

The vice president of the 'I hate perverts' club then handed each of them a clipboard with the packet of questions, and one unsharpened pencil. Kiba glanced at the beginning of the first paragraph, which explained how to fill in the bubbles for multiple choice tests and took up one page. He ignored it after the first sentence, and turned the page to start answering questions. The Inuzuka was pleasantly surprised when he found the questions very easy and almost impossible to get wrong, like 'What is your favorite color?' and, 'In your opinion, is school necessary?' The only problem he saw was that they took up 8 pages and he only had a minute and a half left.

BELIEVEIT!

Shino stared at the test for a second and decided to just go through it methodically. Halfway through the first page, he was pleasantly surprised when the instructions stopped in the middle and it said 'Congratulations, you read all the instructions! Don't answer any of the questions, just fold your paper and give it to me.' He glanced at his teammates, wondering why they weren't following the instructions. The mature shinobi then folded his paper and handed it calmly to his red-eyed teacher, who nodded approvingly.

BELIEVEIT!

Hinata looked at the test, waiting for something to happen. A slight breeze came and waved the edges of the first few pages. Hinata eeped, glanced nervously around and decided to start the questions, which began on the second page. Maybe, if she was lucky, they would be easy. 'What is your favorite color?' She should have known better, fate is a sadist and luck is with the Irish.

SUPERAWESOMENINJAPOWERYEAH!

Kiba was confused. He had decided to skim through the pages, and none of the questions were multiple choice. Then why on earth was the whole first page about multiple choice questions? Or was it? The hot ninja (come on, I can refer to him like that ONCE) decided to read the whole first page, and found the hidden instructions. That probably explained why Shino turned his in so early, the smart bastard.

BELIEVEIT!

Hinata started hyperventilating as Kurenai announced that only ten seconds were left and Kiba handed in his folded paper. She hadn't even answered the first question yet! The girl bent her head forward as she decided to skip it and started to write the answer to the second question instead. At least, she tried to. The genjutsu instructor had given out pencils that weren't sharpened! Okay, wait, Shino and Kiba didn't have sharpened pencils either, that could only mean you didn't NEED a pencil for it. Also, Kurenai had said to read ALL the directions. Hinata almost banged her head on the clipboard, she was so stupid! However, she didn't have time for that now.

The now very pale girl turned back to the first page quickly and hurriedly skimmed through it with her byakugan, following the instructions and handing the paper hurriedly to her teacher. Kurenai glanced at her watch, which had gone previously unnoticed by Hinata, and smiled. "One millisecond to spare," she said, holding out a hand for Hinata to hi-five. The no-longer-so-pale kunoichi grew even less pale as her cheeks grew slightly pink ad she lightly tapped her teacher's hand with her much smaller, elegant one.

Kiba jumped up, his fist in the air. "Nothing can stand in the way of team Inuzuka, even a written test!" Hinata glanced confusedly at him. "Team… Inuzuka?" she repeated. "Actually," corrected the Yuuhi, "We're team eight. But yes, I also believe you will grow up to be great ninja." Hinata was so cutely befuddled by then Kurenai couldn't help ruffling her hair as Shino suggested mildly they all go to the local ramen stand.

Next time: what will happen in the ramen stand? Is Naruto there? Why is Hinata so unable to say her favorite color? What the heck is the 'I hate perverts' club, and if she's vice president who's the prez? Will there even be a next time? Finding out the answers these questions all depends on your reviews…