(A/N: Well, here we go, my first posted Naruto fanfic. So, *claps* the scene: in some uber cool jonin lunch-place-thing -.-'. Anyway, the story takes place about six years from the current Shippuden series. Some how Naruto and Sakura dragged Sasuke back to Konoha ((I know that he is being really jerkish, and the way things are going he probably won't, but he has to! He just makes the other two so damn happy! And I adore the relationship he and Naruto have)), and have just become senseis of their own genin teams. No sensei parings (ex. Sasusaku, Narusaku), and yes, there are OCs, but I promise it'll be a fun read! *puppy dog eyes* I am always open to critiques, and please warn me if I've got characters on the edge of mary-sue-dom. Enjoy!)

Naruto flopped down at the cafeteria table, his tray making a loud clanking noise as he nearly threw it onto the surface.

"Hard morning?" his pink haired companion looked up from her bowl with amused green orbs.

"Remind me again why I decided to stop being an ANBU member to teach genin?" he began stabbing his steak violently.

"What did the steak do to you?" she asked, ignoring his question.

"I'm pretending it's Iruka-sensei," he replied.

"Why Iruka?"

"He assigned the teams," was his simple response. "How's your squad coming along?"

"Well . . . they kind of remind me of Shika-Ino-Chou, the terrible trio."

"But they always did focus on teamwork when it came down to it, didn't they?"

"Yeah," Sakura stared fondly at something in the distance. "They pulled together under pressure, but not so much without it."

Naruto nodded as she spoke, leaning his head over his lunch as he began eating. "I swear, all three of mine are all card carrying members of the FSK," he laughed at his own joke.

"FSK?" Sakura inquired with a cocked eyebrow.

"Future Sasukes of Konoha." he replied.

Sakura couldn't help but utter a giggle.

"Is there something wrong with that, teme?" Naruto heard a deep voice ask from behind him. He turned around in his seat to see the Uchiha nonchalantly balancing his orange lunch tray on one hand, looking down at Naruto from the bridge of his nose.

Naruto cracked a grin and kicked out the chair next to him, indicating the raven should be seated. "You know it, teme!"

Sasuke gave a crooked grin and dropped his tray on the table, taking the seat next to his friend. "Sakura," he nodded to her.

"So, have you done the bell training yet?" she asked conversationally.

Sasuke and Naruto exchanged a glance. "The what?" Naruto asked. Sakura nearly choked on her lunch.

After she had regained her breath, she shouted, "the bell training!"

Her disbelief was met by blank stares, one onyx, on cerulean. She brought her palm to her forehead with a smack. "I cannot believe you two," she muttered, then looked back up at them, the red mark of her palm began fading from her fore head. "You honestly couldn't have forgotten the bell training, could you?"

"Sakura, it's obvious that we have, so would you just tell us what in Tsunade's name you're talking about?" Sasuke asked, his voice fringed with his usual sarcastic tone.

Sakura's hand disappeared beneath the table for a moment, and returned with two small silver bells dangling on the ends of bright red string. "Kakashi-sensei's first training exercise with us?"

"Oh," Sasuke sat back in his chair, a small smile drawing up the corner of his mouth as recognition blessed him with its presence. "I remember."

"I don't!" Naruto said, distressed.

Sakura dropped her head in exasperation. "I bet you can remember what kind of ramen you ate four hundred thirty two days ago, though, can't you?"

" . . . Maybe . . ."

Sakura sighed and looked to the heavens. "You ended up tied to a post, baka."

Naruto's eyes lifted of their heavy confusion. "Oh yeah!" he laughed.

"What are you laughing about? You completely and utterly failed," Sasuke said.

"I was thinking . . . " Naruto didn't finish the sentence.

Once again, realization was all too kind. "The second time?" he asked quietly.

" . . . Yeah," Naruto didn't look at Sasuke as he answered.

Sakura shook her head. "Would both of you get over your overly-dramatic selves? You're both here and fine now, and you've got genin teams to worry about!"

Small smiles crawled over the lips of the two men, and they exchanged sly glances. "Bell training tomorrow?" Naruto asked.

"Four bells, six genin?"

"You know it! Sakura-chan, interested in spectating?"

"Big word for you," Sasuke noted. Naruto ignored him and looked to the pink-haired jonin with eagerness.

She bit her lip in pondering. "My team . . . I guess since they succeeded, I can give them a break, so sure, I'll watch."

"Bring your team, they can provoke our teams, try and get in their heads and stuff!"

She nodded. "We'll be there tomorrow, seventh training ground?"

"Are there any others?" Naruto scoffed.

"See you then!" She picked disposed of her empty tray and left Naruto and Sasuke to develop their demonic plot for the next training session.