A man and a boy were curled into their bedrolls, sheltered from the grassland's incessent wind by the lee side of a massive, gnarled old olive tree. The elder had long, spiked white hair tied back in a tail, the younger's was blond and short but just as wild. Not much else was visible save their dark blankets, mottled in some camoflage pattern whose dark color was lost in the dim light of a crescent moon. The teenager moaned and shifted, rolling onto his back with a grimace, but remained asleep, the olive's swaying leaves casting an ever-shifting pattern of silver light and deep shadow on the pair of streaks that crossed each cheek.
A 27-hit combo of Naruto crack
They'd been waiting at the bridge for what seemed like forever, Naruto thought, glancing down at his watch. A sweatdrop formed on his head as it snored faintly and blew a snot bubble from the winding knob. He rapped it with a knuckle and the bubble popped with a snort, the display flickering on blurrily before sharpening up.
"KYAAH!" he shouted, making the other genin jump. "THAT LAZY SENSEI IS ALREADY A THOUSAND YEARS LATE THIS MORNING! WHAT IS THIS SHIT!?"
Sakura let go of Sasuke's arm long enough to pound an elbow into the crown of the blond's head, growling out, "SHUT UP, NARUTO! Can't you see we're having a moment!?"
Sasuke just continued to ignore them, while on his other arm Sakura nodded with an irritated frown, before going back to staring dreamily at the unresponsive Uchiha.
"Owww..." A burst of brilliant red flames swirled around the now pretzel-shaped Naruto, leaving him as good as new, except for a stiff neck. Still grumbling about their tardy jounin sensei he rolled it back and forth to work the kink out, then whooped and jumped in excitement.
Just down the street, he could see their teacher ambling toward the meeting spot, the usual orange book in one hand as he moved along the sidewalk. Then, unexpectedly, the lanky grey-haired man stopped, and - shock! - put away Icha Icha Paradise! Naruto could see him speaking politely to a little old lady, who then handed Kakashi her grocery bag and leaned on his elbow as they made their way across the street.
"Nuh... No way!" the hyperactive blond stammered. "Those lame excuses... They're actually true?"
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