• The sound of knocking was heard from one end of the dark room. Following it was a loud mumble that basically sounded like this. “WUT!”

    Light rudely made its way into the room as a door opened up, revealing a beautiful, longhaired woman in the new passage. “Honey.” The woman seemed to be addressing a large lump on the bed at the other end of the room.

    “Its time to get up now. Breakfast is ready and your father is getting dressed.” Immediately after she finished a dark shape that resembled a young girl sprang from the bed, and slipped on the sheet she had tangled herself into.

    “Are you ok?” The woman asked with a concerned voice as she bent down to check on the girl, and help her escape the sheet’s tangled clutches.

    “I’m fine mum. Just have to get dressed.” The girl speed around the room like a bouncing ball while her mother smiled widely and opened up red drapes close to bed. Letting the room bathe in sunlight.

    With the darkness now evaporated one could see that the woman was wearing light blue dress that showed of her elegant and well-developed form. Her dark hair reached down to her waist, which had a dark red sash around. Her most striking feature was her pearly white eyes that shone in the sunlight.

    “It really is a beautiful day honey.” She gazed out to the large village, opened the window and breathed in the fresh air before turning around.

    “When you’re done dressing up please wake your brother and remember to not…” Hinata stopped in mid-sentence as she saw that there was nobody besides her in the room. Sighing and quickly stepping out to the corridor she hoped to stop her daughter from doing the most forbidden action in their household.

    Seeing a small blur racing in her direction from the dining room Hinata feared the worst. “Honey, wait. Please tell me you didn’t…” An affectionate peck on her cheek stopped her from asking the dreaded question.

    “Sorry mum. Can’t talk. Gotta go to school. See ya later. Bye. Love ya.” Could be heard from the blur as it speed towards a window. Hinata couldn’t help but smile at her daughter’s antics and decides to inspect the damage.

    It was as bad as she expected. Both the bowls of ramen she had made for breakfest were completely empty. “Maybe I can make a new one before he gets here.” But before she could even pick up the two bowls her blonde haired husband entered the room.

    “Oh dear.” Was all Hinata managed to think before all hell broke lose.


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    She could hear her father’s wrathful roar as she gleefully and gracefully leaped from the roof of her family’s building to the next one. All while filling the air with screams of joy. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining brightly and the village of the Hidden Leaf looked unusually calm today.

    Mornings like this were the greatest thing in the world to the girl named Uzumaki Konki.

    The girl in question had long, spiky, blonde hair and was a shade or two darker than her father’s, and pearly white eyes that signified her Hyuuga heritage. She was wearing a bright yellow overcoat, a white shirt with a red spiral on the chest, black pants and finally a light green bracelet on her right wrist.

    As she jumped from rooftop to rooftop more and more of the citizen’s of Kohona began to emerge from their houses to greet the day in their own fashion, and to wave to Konki as she zipped by. The villagers absolutely loved Konki, because while she could be as rambunctious as her father was as that age she still acted very politely to her elders and had a charming smile that positively shined with friendliness.

    Besides the love of the villagers she also differed from her father in that her all-too-clear happiness was not a mask to hide her own insecurities. She was genuinely joyful and loved to show it. She also liked going to the academy to learn how to become a proper shinobi. Getting to the academy on time is actually her very reason for running, jumping, twirling and bouncing like a stylish maniac across the ceilings of Konoha.

    But her present destination was not the ninja academy of Konoha. It was the home of her best friend and the second most powerful man currently living in the village.

    Landing outside the complex that had once belonged to one of the most powerful clans in the world, Konki took a deep breath and put on her calm face.

    She did this out of respect for the residents of the Uchiha complex. They did not appreciate it when hyperactive kunoichis in training disturbed their first meal of the day.


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    Uchiha Sasuke was not used to taking orders, regardless of who had issued them, even if it was the Hokage. In fact, he was especially unused to take orders from the Hokage, at least the current one. And he was most certainly not used to taking orders while only wearing his favourite black morning robe.

    So when the twelve year old, barely awake girl he called his daughter told him to open the door, like he was some common servant, and let her best friend in. He was miffed, to say the least.

    The only reason he followed through with it was because the incessant knocking and the argument that would have come if he had defied the “order” would take too much time away from his breakfast.

    Opening the door he found exactly what he expected to find. A blonde-haired, white-eyed girl with a bright smile. Which indicated that she had no idea of the annoyance that she had caused just now?

    “Good morning Sasuke-sama. Is Mikomi ready for school?” She asked while bowing before the head of the Uchiha clan.

    “She’s got the “respect your elders”-thing down, that’s for sure. But she’s still too sunny for my taste.” He thought while glaring grumpily at her unwavering smile.

    He took a zip from the cop of coffee he had carried along with him before answering.

    “No she isn’t ready yet Konki. In fact I don’t think that any of your classmates are ready right now.” His voice was a little harsher than usual in hopes of dissuading the blonde from doing what he knew was next to inevitable.

    “What can I say, I just love mornings like this. Would it be ok if I came in?” Sasuke sighed inwardly at how unaffected she was by his subtle demand, and how her almost ridiculously happy smile made it impossible for him to say no to her.

    “Just be quiet, Gachin and Kettou just fell asleep when we woke up.” Konki silently held up her thumb and bounced past Sasuke as he allowed her entrance and he followed her, though at a much slower pace.

    When he did reach the dining room Konki had already seated herself next to his daughter and was incessantly telling her to hurry up so that they wouldn’t be late. Sasuke couldn’t help but smirk as he watched his daughter and her friend engage in a classic match-up. The Uchiha stone-face against the babbling of the Uzumaki, the whole thing almost made him laugh silently.

    Mikomi was slightly taller than Konki, she was wearing a red t-shirt with long sleeves, a black vest and grey shorts that reached slightly above her knees. Mikomi’s hair was dark purple, almost black, and tied into a thick ponytail. The light green bracelet on her left wrist matched the colour of her eyes, which incidentally was the only part of her that showed how much she wanted to tell Konki to shut up and that it would take 15 minutes tops to get to the academy.

    Sasuke sat down and leaned back lazily on his chair embracing what was happening before him. Because tomorrow they would both become genins and then there wouldn’t many mornings like this one. He’d be lying if he said that he wouldn’t miss it on some odd level of familiarity. Which is why he didn’t reprimand his daughter for waking up her brothers when she finally did shout at her friend to be quiet.


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    About half an hour later the respective heirs of the Uzumaki and Uchiha clans were walking down the streets of Konoha. The blonde girl going through a list of exercises for the coming exams, while the purple-haired girl didn’t seem to listen or care. Not that the blonde noticed anything.

    “…and I think that I’m good enough with the henge so I’ve decided to focus most of the evening on my bunshin. That’s after taijutsu training with grandfather, of course. Then, before I go to bed, I’ll practice with kunai’s for a few minutes.” Konki turned to her companion, who seemed to be unusually gloomy today.

    Being ever optimistic, Konki however figured that it was just her imagination and was certain that she would soon hear a short, but colourful triad about how she worked too hard.

    “Aha. That’s good.” The anti-climactic comment made Konki halt in mid-step and while Mikomi kept on walking solemnly, oblivious to her friend’s now paralysed state.

    “What’s wrong with you?!” Konki’s screamed while accusingly pointing her finger at the other girl, who now was a few yards away. “Whatever do you mean?” Mikomi deadpanned, not showing any distress at her friend’s raised voice and walked on as if she hadn’t heard the question at all.

    Fuming, the blonde girl ran past her friend and positioned herself in her path to make her stop. “Why are you stopping? I thought you wanted to get to the academy early.” The comment made something snap inside Konki and the next thing to come out of her mouth scared away the birds in a nearby tree. “STOP BEING A STOIC b***h AND TELL ME WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!”

    The two glared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. “At least now I have her attention.” Konki thought sarcastically. Eventually Mikomi broke the stare off and mumbled. “What’s it to you?”

    Konki mellowed down and looked at her friend, the concern visable in her pale eyes. “You’re being more reserved and angsty that you usually are. We’re best friends. If there’s a problem I want to help you.” Konki said sincerely.

    The purple-haired girl hung her head and sighed before explaining the situation with a low voice.

    “You know how the Uchiha clan are renowned for their mastery of fire based jutsus.” Konki nodded for Mikomi to continue. “Father has been instructing me in the subject for quite some time now, and it’s not going very well.” This new information surprised the daughter of the Hokage. She always assumed that her best friend would be a natural with fire jutsus.

    “What are you talking about? I’ve seen you use that big fireball technique dozens of times.” Mikomi hung her head as if she was embarrassed by the remark. “Yes, the Goukayu no jutsu. It took me two years to get it right. That was about seven months ago. Since then it seems like I can’t learn other techniques of the same rank properly, and the ones with a higher ranking appear to be completely outside my grasp.” Mikomi’s voice was getting more and more depressed. Feeling sorry for her friend Konki draped a friendly arm across Mikomi’s shoulders.

    “Father says that he isn’t disappointed, but I can see it in his eyes.” She was on the verge of bursting out in tears now. “It’s understandable that he is. As the newest generation of the Uchiha clan I’m a fai…” Before she could finish degrading herself Mikomi was smacked in the face.

    “Don’t you dare finish that sentence!” The white-eyed girl’s face was twisted in anger as she glared into Mikomi’s eyes. “Your only a failure when you give up without trying. As long as you do your best nobody has the right to call you a failure.”

    Konki’s mood mellowed with each word. “Look, my father had the absolutely worst grades when he graduated from the ninja academy, and look at him now. Hokage of the entire village and husband to a member of the most prestigious clan said village has. Not bad for a loser huh?”

    Mikomi nodded slowly and smiled a little, which gave Konki a huge grin. Happy that she had lifted her friend’s spirit she wanted to continue the process. “Besides you’re already in the top three when it comes to taijutsu, at least in our class, and when your sharingan activates you might even get to my level of shinobi greatness.” Mikomi smirked and shook her head slightly, thinking how lucky she was to have a happy going and incurable loudmouth as a best friend.

    “Whatever. Just hurry up or we really will be late for class.” Konki’s smile widened as she practically bounced past her best friend who speed up to not be left behind.

    “By the way.” Konki turned around, now bouncing backwards, to hear what her friend had to say. “You work way too hard.” It wasn’t as colourful as Konki was used to but it was enough to make her burst out into a fit of hearty laughter as they continued on their path.


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    They arrived at the academy with time to spare and since they didn’t have anything special to do they decided to wait in their classroom. Surprisingly enough, at least for Mikomi, they weren’t the first ones to there.

    In one of the front rows sat a tall boy their age surrounded by six smiling girls, all talking animatedly about who knows what. The best way to describe the boy’s appearance would be that he was blue, litterally. His trimmed hair, which was neatly combed backward and a little longer in the back, was cobalt blue and his deep eyes that one could just drown in were sky blue. The jacket he wore was dark blue with his light blue t-shirt as a contrast. Even his pants were navy blue.

    The overabundance of the colour blue made him stick out. But it was the lean facial features, charming smile and friendly attitude that made Roiyaru Koudanshi a total babe to most girls in the class. Mikomi however never understood the attraction of the boy. Sure he was a nice guy and kind of pretty, but there was never anything special about him. Konki, on the other hand, was in a different camp.

    “Please tell me you didn’t bring me here this early just so you could ogle the blue boy.” Mikomi mumbled silently, to not alert anybody to their presence, while glancing at her friend. Sadly enough Konki had lost her ability to speak as she leaned forward, with a stupid smile on her face, to get a better look at the boy in question.

    The Uchiha heir hated the effect that Koudanshi had on her friend. “Turning an intelligent and capable shinobi in the making into a drooling moron just by looking a certain way should be against the law somehow.” She said in her head before punching the daughter of the Hokage hard on the head, slamming it to the floor.

    The resulting crash turned the heads of their classmates who tries to comprehend why the top ranking kunoichi in the class was lying facedown on the now cracked floorboards. “What happened?” Koudanshi asked with a genuinely concerned voice as he ran over to the blonde to check her up.

    “She slipped.” Mikomi deadpanned and then sighed as she watched the blue-eyed boy help her friend to stand up again. They had done this so many times throughout the years since Konki first met Koudanshi that it had become a routine.

    Konki would stare at Koudanshi like an idiot, Mikomi would smack her up the head and then the blue boy would usually notice that the blonde girl had “fallen” and help her up on her feet. When Konki would notice who was touching her she would start babbling incoherently and Mikomi would drag her away while giving a confused Koudanchi some lame explanation for her friend’s complete lack verbal skills.

    Noticing that the aforementioned babbling had begun the she mumbled something about Konki needing fresh air. Mikomi proceeded to drag her friend to the other end of the classroom where she opened a window, to make the lie convincing, before sitting down to wait for their teacher.

    Koudanshi returned to his other fangirls, whom Mikomi noticed where all smirking at the still dazed girl by her side. They knew that Konki was no threat in the war for Koudanshi’s heart.

    Mikomi sent a glare, daring them to continue their silent mockery of her friend. Once they meekly turned away the purple haired girl smiled widely, until she heard an unusually sad version of her friend’s voice speak to her.

    “I guess I made an a** of myself again.” Mikomi saw no reason to hide the truth. “Pretty much. Ever thought about doing something about it?” She said while drowning a yawn.

    “For four years, one month and five days.” Konki sighed as she hid her face in her hands. “But every time I try to approach him I just forget how to function properly.” There was a moment of silence before Mikomi asked the obvious question. “Why?”

    “Because he’s perfect. He’s nice, smart, funny, skilled and have you seen how hot he is.” She whispered the last part. Mikomi blinked before she started to count down on her fingers while talking.

    “He’s seen the way you act around him for four years now without realising how you feel, so he can’t be that smart. I’ve never heard him make a single joke in all those years, not even lame attempts at one. When it comes to looks he’s just too blue for my taste. But he is nice, overly so if you ask me.” Mikomi suppressed a laugh at Konki’s wide-open mouth and fisted hands.

    “You are right about his skills though. If I’m not mistaken he’s your only real rival for top of the class, right?” The blonde girl merely nodded while gazing dreamily at her object of affection.

    “Well, in two days time you won’t have to see him anymore.” Mikomi took a sadistic satisfaction in Konki’s horrified expression. “Unless you end up on the same team as him.” Konki’s face twisted itself from happiness at the notion of spend extra time with her crush, and terror at how she would humiliate herself in front of him constantly.

    “Or she could be lucky and end up on the same squad as me.” An arrogant male voice said behind them. Mikomi grumbled a swearword before turning around to face the most annoying human being that has ever lived, if you asked Mikomi that is.

    The boy was their age. His dark brown hair was spiky, with most of the “spikes” pointing down. He was wearing a white jacket with a grey hood, a beige t-shirt and black pants. His eyes were a much duller shade of brown than his hair but one could clearly see an exuberant spirit in them. However, the arrogant smirk plastered on the boy’s face made him look very dislikeable.

    “What do you want Kihano?” Mikomi asked, or rather snarled, her voice dripping with contempt.

    “I just wanted to say good morning to my two bestest gal-pals in the whole wide world!” If contempt dripped from Mikomi’s voice sarcasm absolutely poured from Kihano’s.

    “If you don’t have anything intelligent to say I suggest that you leave.” Kihano merely smirked at the purple-haired girl’s threat. “You’re really scary. I’m shaking in my boots, and I don’t even have boots.” He didn’t laugh with his mouth, the expression in his eyes did it for him, and it just ticked Mikomi off.

    If she hadn’t been an Uchiha she would’ve jumped up from her chair and beat the insolence out of the boy. But that was not the way her clan, instead she would just take the remarks while remaining cool as a cucumber and then put him down with a short, yet devastating comeback.

    Unfortunately she was blanking in the comeback department, giving the boy ample time to opportunities to insult her. Luckily the blonde next to her had no reservations about making her voice heard when countering rude comments.

    “Will you just shut up!” Konki shouted as she stood up and stare the boy directly in the eyes. “We were just sitting here minding our own business and then you come here, being a jerk, like always! Would it kill you to be civil one freaking time!?” The sudden outburst startled Kihano. He had hoped that the girl before him would be too depressed after her encounter with the blue heartthrob. He was pretty sure he could handle the Uchiha girl, this one however. Not so much.

    “Keep it down will ya! We’re trying to talk over here!” A female voice said and the three turned their heads to see Koudanshi and his fangirls staring at them. While the fangirls seemed to be pissed, the blue haired boy approached the arguing trio with a concerned look on his face.

    “Is there a problem here?” Mikomi and Kihano gave him sceptical looks, prompting him to explain what he meant. “I would hate for my classmates to be arguing when we are so close to graduating. We should all bond as comrades in order to best serve our village as shinobi.” He smiled broadly at his three peers, happy that he hade prevented a full out fight take place.

    “What a tool.” Kihano thought, suppressing the urge to sucker punch the smiling boy.

    “Can’t he just mind his own business?” Mikomi muttered in her head and looked over to Konki, hoping that she wasn’t in drool mode yet.

    “He’s so wise for his age.” Konki lovingly scream in her head. While basking in the greatness of her love’s presence.

    Kihano was about to get in Koudanshi’s face and tell of for being an incessant buttinskiy. But he noticed that more pressing matters in the classroom. Matters that warranted his attention more than his moronic classmates.

    “Sorry losers but I have more interesting things to attend to. Hopefully I won’t catch you later.” With that he left for a bench at the other end of the classroom. Mikomi didn’t even bother looking after the insolent boy as he walked of. Instead she pushed Konki back into her chair before turning to the blue boy before her. “Everything’s fine. You can go now.” She told him with a very ordering voice that he obeyed. Though he did seem reluctant to as he threw concerned looks at Konki.

    Mikomi sighed as she sat down. “And here I thought that today would be different.” She thought before smacking her friend’s face into the desk.


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    One needlessly long, if you asked Mikomi, school day later the academy students where sent free to go about their own business. Currently that meant eating before going through everything that might come up on their final exam the next day.

    “Are ya sure you don’t want to come? Mom and dad think that they haven’t seen enough of you lately.” Konki said while smirking to her friend. She had invited Mikomi to dinner at the Hyuga residence before training.

    “Can’t, dad wants to beat exam stuff into my head a few times before I eat. He told me specifically to come home immediately after school.” Konki lightly shook her head in defeat.

    “It’s like he doesn’t trust me you know. It’s like he’s just waiting for me to screw up.” Mikomi said with a low voice.

    “ Don’t you go all mopey on me again. Once is enough for a week.” Konki stretched her hands up in the air lazily. “You’re just nervous and he probably feels it as well and wants to help you.” Mikomi snickered at her friend’s insightfulness.

    “For a goofball you’re freakishly smart.” They laughed before walking in silence until they bid each other farewell at a crossroads. The purple haired girl walked to her home and father. The blonde decided that she didn’t want to walk. Instead she took to the rooftops once again and headed for the home of one of the most illustrious family in Konoha.


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    Landing in front of the large Hyuga residence Konki started humming a song she had heard a few days earlier, unaware of the danger ahead.

    As she was about to open the front door a large rumbling on the other side made her do an instinctive back flip right before the door was slammed open. In front of her was a blonde man with blue eyes and strange whisker like markings on his cheeks. He was wearing a red and white robe. But none of that mattered as he looked absolutely furious and was pointing sharply at Konki.

    “Traitor! Thief! Un-respecting, juvenile delinquent!” Konki was fairly certain that most of the village could hear her father by now. But she didn’t care. In fact she was smiling happily as she raised a hand to wave at the Hokage.

    “Hi dad! How was your day?” She said cheerfully. A vein seemed to pop from Naruto’s head. “You stole my morning RAMEN!” He roared, outraged that his daughter didn’t seem to comprehend the severity of her crime.

    The hokage went up to his daughter’s face and bellowed a speech about the cruelness of stealing a man’s ramen. It was a speech she had heard dozens of times and knew by heart.

    Meanwhile Konki’s mother was observing it all together with a man who was wearing a white robe, had long dark brown hair and the white eyes of the Hyuga. He seemed far more concerned with the event taking place in front of him than Hinata, who had to stop herself from laughing.

    Having the Hokage screaming like a maniac on his front lawn would not look well in front of the Hyuga elders. At least that’s what Neji thought. “Shouldn’t we stop them before either one does anything too drastic?” He voiced his concern to his younger cousin who smiled happily at him.

    “Don’t worry, Naruto-kun will run out of steam soon and then we’ll all have a nice dinner.” Neji sighed and decided to just leave them be. “I’ll finish setting up for the meeting, please remind Konki of her practice session with Hiashi-sama. Last time she was late he was impossible to live with for a week.” The younger byakugan user gave her cousin a rare smirk as he disappeared into the large building behind them.

    Hinata let the scene in front of her keep going for a little longer than usual. Tomorrow her little girl would become a full-fledge ninja and there would be little time for pointless verbal spouts about noodles served in broth.

    Of course that wasn’t the main thing that she would miss, but it was one of the many small things. Konki was growing up. Like any loving parent Hinata couldn’t help but think that it had gone by so fast. She still had Akari, Konki’s little brother. But sadly enough he didn’t care much for ramen.


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    Pain raced through her body as she hit the ground. During the course of this training session Mikomi had experienced a bigger beating than any other time in her life. If it wasn’t regular sparring she would have accused her father of being abusive.

    Then again, punching and kicking you own twelve year old child until they can no longer stand up straight without proper rest would probably count as abusive behavior in none ninja families. “Just goes to show how ******** up ninjas actually are.” Mikomi though as she tried to stand up again, and failed miserably.

    Breathing heavily she didn’t care about the ominous shadow appearing above her head. She was hurt and she was going to rest it off damn it. Unfortunately she failed to ignore her father’s commanding, yet surprisingly soft, voice telling her to stand up.

    Emerald met onyx as she forced her eyes open and entered a one-sided staring match with Uchiha Sasuke. Her scowling face did it’s best to match his emotionless one, but it was a futile battle. Groaning she forced herself to a sitting position with her back turned to the older Uchiha.

    “Stand up. We’re not finished yet.” Sasuke said behind her. Not sounding the least bit concerned that she apparently had trouble moving and breathing heavily.

    Normally Mikomi would just bite down and do as her father told her to. Today however that was going to change. In less than 24 hours she would be a full-fledged shinobi, ready to throw down her life to protect her village. She didn’t need to take crap like this from anyone, not even her father.

    Hoping that her resolve would hold Mikomi pushed herself onto her feet and began limping away from Sasuke.

    “Where are you going?” She smirked a little at the slight shock that could be distinguished in her father’s voice.

    “I’m beat, can’t train anymore. So I figured that I would take get some rest for tomorrow.” Her voiced was more strained than she had hoped but it still had enough sass to make Sasuke frown.

    “We’re not done yet Mikomi. Stop behaving like an idiot.” Sasuke’s voice was beginning to lose some of it’s natural calm. Mikomi on the other lost it completely.

    “Or what? You’ll beat me up?!” She said sharply as she sent him a glare from over her shoulder.

    Sasuke eyes twitched. How the hell do you respond to such an absurd question?

    “Why are you being so difficult? I’m trying to help you practice for your exam.” He failed to realise that his voice was losing it’s normal cool.

    “No you’re not.” Mikomi responded angrily. “The only thing you’ve been doing since I came back home is beating the crap out of me. You suck as a trainer. Hell you’re not even a good parent!” She covered her mouth a second too late, regretting what she’d just said.

    She had no idea where that had come from. Sure, her father always seemed disappointed in her progress as a shinobi, and he paid more attention to her little brothers no matter what she did, and just now he’s been thrashing her while calling it training. But he was a good father, wasn’t he?

    Mikomi barely noticed Sasuke walking past her at a calm rate. “Training’s over for today. Go rest, you’ll need it for tomorrow.” His voice was as unemotional as it had been before.

    “Dad, I’m sor…” Mikomi tried to say but was cut of. “Your mother will be back from the hospital soon. She can take care of any serious wounds you might have sustained.” With that he went into the main building of the Uchiha complex, leaving Mikomi in the garden.

    She never did get that rest, unless you count lying on the ground to wallow in despair rest. For a long time the only thing Mikomi did was to stare into the endless sky and wonder why life had to be so hard.


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    Naruto yawned loudly before going through the new list of genin teams. Assigning jounin mentors was always such a hassle. Just trying to remember who was in the village and not on some long term mission was a drag. Making sure that the jounin would mesh well with his or her assigned team was a thought process all on its own. Then he had to actually ask them all whether they wanted the position or not, a task made easier by his kage bunshins. Most would probably say no, but as the Hokage he did have some very nice leverage over most of them. Of course there were a few that had good reasons for not being able to train a trio of ninja newbies.

    But the point was that the whole thing required a whole lot of thinking. And no matter how old he became, Naruto would always consider thinking outside a battle situation was still the most boring part of being a ninja.

    However, this year he had decided to put a little more effort into it. After all, it was his daughter’s class he was dealing with. He realised that he was probably being a little unfair to other graduating classes right now. But they wouldn’t know. So no harm done.

    But putting extra thought into the process had created a new set of problems for the Hokage. Currently lack of sleep was the main problem. He had been up all night trying to match up the suggested teams with suitable jounins, and boy was he tired. Being able to hear Hinata’s snoring didn’t help either.

    “I swear she’s doing it to tease me.” Naruto thought before taking another look at the list.

    Most of the teams would now have a teacher, provided that everybody passed and he wouldn’t have to make any last minute changes. He glared at the names on the paper, as if daring their owners to fail the exam and make his hard work wasted. His glaring lead him to the only team on the list without a jounin assigned to it, Konki’s.

    Now, it wasn’t just that his blood and bone was on the team that made choosing a mentor for it so difficult. And it wasn’t that this would be the first team that had more girls than boys in the last 10 years. It was this team’s potential. He knew all the kids on it on a personal basis and they were good individually. Together, and with some training, they could be brilliant.

    However, it was the potential brilliance that was making it hard to pick a teacher for them. He needed somebody who could understand the three ninja arts almost perfectly and wouldn’t dilly dally with the genin, but without being too hard on them. This jounin would have to be able to pick up on the minutest of details so that he or she could develop the perfect training for the kids.

    While he was asking for a lot there were actually a few people in the village that had all these qualities. Unfortunately most of them were unavailable.

    Kakashi had council duties that he couldn’t escape from.

    Tenzou and Shino were away on a long term mission investigating a new hidden village.

    Neji was in a crucial part of the joining the Hyuga branch family with the main family. He really couldn’t be bothered by another genin team.

    Naruto frowned, he was running out of options here. All the other possible jounin were already assigned to teams. He slammed his head against his desk. This wasn’t supposed to be so hard. He just wanted the best for this team, and his daughter. Really, that wasn’t too much to ask.

    “Damn it! At this rate I’ll have to ask…” His mind seemingly froze along with the rest of him.

    It was meant as a throw away thought. But thinking about it, why not? He had yet to teach any team, he didn’t have any upcoming missions and he was as strong as one could get.

    The Hokage laughed out loudly. It felt like the heavens were rejoicing or like the world suddenly turned into a brighter place or like scientists had found a way to make ramen healthy without losing any of the taste. The point was that Naruto finally had found a teacher for all the genin teams and now he could finally go to sleep