chapter 2: Classified
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A ghoul?
"What do you mean 'the ghoul'?" Sakura inquired in curiosity, her gaze never wavering under the intense stare of the Jounin's. He, however, paid no mind to Sakura's inquiries, as he pondered on the ghoul's hidden location, meanwhile, Sasuke had was already able to sense the agitation as he begins to dread about the ghoul.
If a Jounin or student is found torn to shreds Lord Hokage would for sure kill him for this.
Kakashi sweat-dropped.
"She's on a rooftop," Sasuke stated dryly, meanwhile the Kakashi gave a childish half-fist pump to the air.
"Do you know which rooftop?"
"She didn't say," Naruto interjected, much to the Sensei's luck. He sighed loudly as his hand slide open the door fully, to make more room for his students to get out.
"I guess we're going on a hunt then."
"There you are." Kakashi stood in front of the daydreaming girl, lost in the trance of her own thoughts. She shook her head and peered up at the leader in disdain. Still irritated by his low sense of time, how disappointing.
"Shouldn't that be my line?" you inquired mockingly, laying her back for a mere second before kicking up to land flawlessly on her legs, only a few inches away from the Jounin's face, "Neh, sensei?" a cheeky grin decorated her features while her finger jabbed at his chest.
"Well, I got lost on the road of life." he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, though the disbelief and deadpanning expression that twisted her features was more than enough for him to shut his mouth, "anyways." he smoothly dodged the situation by leaping back and landing perfectly on the railing, crunching absentmindedly.
"Let's see, first introduce yourselves." the Jounin instructed, eyes boring into one student in particular. They all exchanged glances.
"Huh? What do we say?" she inquired, perplexed by what he meant. She and Sasuke only rolled her eyes at the oblivious inquiry.
"It's exactly as it sounds," she mumbled dryly, suppressing her urge to face-palm at the ridiculous question. Luckily, Sakura decided to ignore her smart-mouth remarks, still shooting the Jounin a questioning look.
"your name, likes, dislikes, hobbies, dreams for the future, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera," he stated, still are bored as ever. Sasuke and Seven already had to suppress the sigh that threatened to reveal itself.
"Sensei, you should tell us something about yourself first, shouldn't you?" Naruto inquired, arching his eyebrows as the others nod in agreement, however, Sasuke made no effort to show any sign of physical agreement. No, really much cared though.
"Me?" The Jounin jabbed a finger at himself lethargically, "my name is Kakashi Hatake. I don't feel like telling you guys my likes and dislikes. I've never really thought about my future dream, and I have many hobbies."
"That was totally useless, all he really told us was his name," Sakura mumbled among the group, though you had a hunch the sensei was able to hear what she had stated boldly.
"Yeah!" Naruto whisper-shouted in agreement, once again causing you to twitch at the dreadfully loud volume of his cringe-worthy puberty voice. Seven had to stop herself from karate chopping the hell out of his head. Her hand twitched at her own physical urge.
"Okay, your turn." the sensei briefed, nodding ahead in Naruto's direction, "you on the right, you're first."
"Believe it! My name's Naruto Uzumaki! I like instant ramen, but what I like even more are the ramens that Iruka-sensei treats me to from Ichiraku ramen. What I dislike is the three minutes after pouring hot water into the cup ramen. My hobby is eating and comparing ramen, and my future dream is to surpass the Hokage! I want the whole village to acknowledge my existence!" both Seven and her sensei sweat-dropped at all the ramen-based remarks he had made, though she nearly wanted to gag at how desperate he wanted to be acknowledged. However, the more she thought about it, the more her body began to visibly slouch at the depressing theory she had come up with her mind.
Even though he can be such an irritating little worm, Seven can't help but like somebody like him. So full of life and determined, she found it hard to believe that there are actually people in the world that hated him. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't help but want to be friends with him. He seemed like such a fun kid. For a dumb ass such as himself.
Seven's hand patted his shoulder reassuringly, "I wish you luck on your task."
"Thanks.. er.."
"Seven."
"Thanks, Seven!" he shouted happily.
Next was Sakura Haruno.
"I'm Sakura Haruno! What I like.... I mean, who I like is..." she glanced sheepishly at the boy trying his very best to stop himself from sending her a malicious glare of annoyance. Even she rolled her eyes at Sakura's obvious statement, from the first five seconds of analyzing her, it wasn't difficult to find out who she had been stalking. "And, my hobby is, I mean..." she giggled to herself, trying her very best to stop the inner fangirl beast within her to unleash its fury on the poor ninja across from her, "my dream for the future is..." she squealed into her balled up hands, giggling meekly to herself.
"And? What about your dislikes?"
Seven had already guessed.
"Naruto."
"Naruto!" They both stated in synchronization through the difference in tone made Seven's nonchalant voice heard.
The devastated blonde screeched in horror as she shot him a sympathetic look. Poor Naruto.
Girls at this age are probably more interested in love than the arts of ninjutsu.
The Jounin thought to himself, tearing his attention away from the squealing girl and onto her 'senpai'.
"Next, the emo."
He exhaled through his mouth, elbows still resting on his knees while his balled up fists shield the bottom half of his face from the world.
"My name's... Sasuke Uchiha. I have a lot of dislikes, but no likes in particular." after Sasuke's statement, Sakura immediately reacted.
"Oh.." the rejection sound in her tone almost made you pity her. Almost. Too bad Seven and Sakura got off with a really bad first impression. She should've seen it coming, who could possibly like Seven if she acts like that around them.
"And... I don't feel like summing up my ambition as just a dream, but I do have an ambition! The ambition to restore my clan and without fail... to kill a certain man!"
It was so quiet she could practically slice a hot knife through the tension-filled atmosphere like it was butter.
"Damn Sasuke, that's deep." Seven mused at the boy.
"Jeez, he doesn't mean me, does he?" Naruto wondered worriedly.
"Sasuke is soo hot!" Sakura gushed.
"Just as I thought..." Kakashi thought.
"Good!"
"Seven Kobayashi. I like music and food. My favorite is meat. I dislike... Hmm, I dislike vegetables. My hobby is playing the piano and practicing my ninja skills! My future dream.. well, I don't really have one in particular at the moment." Everybody blinked as Kakashi sweat-dropped at her likes.
"You can't even eat vegetables or even human food. Stating that she likes meat so boldly..."
"Well, very good! The four of you are extremely distinctive and you have your own ideas." he praised, "we'll have a mission tomorrow."
"Yes, sir! What kind of mission?" Naruto inquired jumpily, showing just how eager he was.
"We'll do what we can with five people," Kakashi answered. "A survival exercise."
In less than a few seconds both Naruto, Sakura and Seven let out an exhausted whine, she wailed in annoyance. He was more than happy to have caught Sasuke attentive waiting for him to continue.
"Why are we doing an exercise when this is supposed to be a mission, sensei?" Sakura inquired, irritated, "We've done plenty of those back at the Academy."
It's no normal exercise." The Jounin answered with such an amusement. He started to chuckle, causing Seven to shift uncomfortably, earning an uneased response from the four graduates.
"What's so funny, sensei?" Sakura once again inquired, this time it came out as more as an annoyed grumble. Causing Kakashi's laughter to come to a halt.
"Well, if I tell you the answer, I know you will get disenchanted." he continued to chuckle, "out of the twenty-seven graduates, only nine will recognize as junior ninjas. The remaining eighteen will be sent back to the Academy. In other words, this is a make or break its task. With a failure rate of 66% or higher!"
"See! See! You got disenchanted!"
"That's crazy! We've suffered through so much!" Naruto wailed, "T-Then, what was that graduation test for?!"
"Oh, that. It was just to select those who have the potential of becoming Genin. Or not."
"Whaaaat?!" both Seven and Naruto exclaimed in shocked surprise. Jeez, this was going to be a pain Seven's ass. She supposed she's just going to have to find a way to amuse herself while assisting this 'test'.
"Well, that's how it is. I'll be determining whether you pass or fail." he stated, no trance of any emotions lacing on his voice, "any questions?" he perked up, giving what, she assumed to be, a closed-eyed smile, "Bring your complete set of Ninja tools! We meet at five in the morning."
"Oh, how wonderful." Seven's sarcastic remark was something Sasuke finally responded to, by simply nodding his head in agreement.
"Well, then. You're dismissed! Oh, and you'd best skip breakfast. You'll throw up. Any questions?"
"What'd you mean when you called Seven a ghoul?" Sasuke inquired, eyes boring into his Sensei's, struggling to find out exactly what he meant by such a nickname. The dreadful name of a ghoul itself was enough to send a shiver down Sakura's spine when she was a little girl her mother used to tell her all about the stories of a ghoul.
They were her worst nightmare at that age. She was glad she was smart enough to convince herself that such a thing didn't exist.
"Well.." she started, rubbing sheepishly at the back of her neck. Almost pridefully when the corner of her eyes spotted Sakura shivering at the mention of her 'extinct species'.
"You'd better keep this a secret. Well, unless you want your limbs to be on the line."
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