So I was at Katy's house watching some anime when the mail man knocks on the door. He comes with a big package and were just like WTF? He's like sign here so I sign it. He puts a his hand out for a tip and I got get some tooth paste and I put it in his hand then slammed the door in his face. We opened the box to find our cosplay costumes! Yay! But then they ordered ours wrong! They got Katy' Yuki Cross Cosplay and made it a meduim. My Sakura Haruno costume and made it a small. So we got each others size. I'm so pist! Waited two damn weeks for this chiz!
ANYWAYS ON THIS THE STORY!
"He's late!" Naruto said looking out side the door.
Sasuke and I had got here first then Sakura, and lastly Naruto. We waited for about and hour thats when Naruto snapped and kept looking outside and walking around as if his life depended on it.
"Naruto! Would you just sit down!" Sakura told him getting annoyed.
"I don't want to. How come our teachers the only one whos not here!? I'm ready to roll believe it! The other teams already met their new sensie and took off in some adventure or something. And Iruka sensie is gone too!" Naruto complained.
"We know. okay." Sakura said looking down.
"Hehe!" Naruto laughed.
" What are you doing? Naruto!" Sakura said getting up.
"Thats what he gets for being late! Suprise!" Naruto said getting off the stool.
"Your asking for trouble. You know you shouldn't do that" Sakura complained
"Our teacher's a jounin. An elite ninja, do you really think he'll for for that?" Sasuke said, which was kinda true. I don't think he'll fall for that.
"Hey kid, pinkie over their actually likes this." Evil me said smirking.
"Yeah, I can tell. Her inner self is very loud." No bad wording intended.
"Naruto, I don't want you to get in trouble, please don't do it." I asked, pleading.
Thats when the worst happened. A hand came onto the door, we looked intently. Not one of us moving, say a word. The hand pushed open a door and a head popped in. To bad the eraser fell on top of his grey hair. Wait up. Grey hair? I know that gravity-defying hairstyle. Thats my father!
"Hahaha! He fell for it! He fell for it!" Naruto laughed while pointing at my fathers head.
"I'm so sorry sensie! I told him not to do it but he wouldn't listen!" Sakura said appoligizing.
"Perfect shot!" Inner Sakura yelled.
"Ha! Father fell for it!" Bad me laughed.
I was still in shock, my father is my sensie? Is that even allowed? I don't think it is... Om my gosh! What if the eraser hurt him!? What if he gets a bruise or a cut! FATHER!! ;__; Anime waterfall! (That face means anime crying, not repeating my self no more, when I make that face.)
"How can I put this? My first impresion of you guys is.... your all a bunch of idiots."
All of us sweat droppped. Including me, he called me. His own daughter an idiot? Wahhh! He no longer loves me!? ;___;
ON THE ROOFTOP
I was on the rooftop. sitting in between Sasuke and Sakura; and Sakura was next to Naruto. Sasuke would hold my hand' since the day we had that coversation. He holds my hand wherever we go, but I'm not complaining. I actually like it. The weird thing is whenever I'm with Sasuke I get this weird feeling, not on my stomach or head; in my chest. Whenever he grabs hold of my hand my heart beats faster. Like an irregular heart beat, I hope I'm not sick.
" Alright lets introduce our selves, one at a time." Father said.
"Introduce ourselves? Well what are we supposed to say?" Sakura asked.
"Things you like, things you hate. Dreams for the future, hobbies."
"Why don't you tell us first, I meen before we talk tell us about you. So we can see how its supposed to work." Naruto told Kakashi.
"Me? I'm Kakashi Hatake. Things I like and things I don't, I don't feel like telling you that. Dreams for the future, I've never thought about that. As for hobbies, I have many hobbies. "
"That was really useless. All he really told us was his name." Sakura whispered to us. Naruto nodded his head in responce.
"Alright, you on the right." He pointed to Naruto.
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