Of Knuckleheads, Fangirls, and Duckbutts
-Of Knuckleheads, Fangirls, and Duckbutts-
"Safe!" Amaya exclaimed as she slammed the classroom door open, receiving varied looks from those inside. However, she paid them no mind as she kept her eyes firmly locked with those of her teachers.
Iruka narrows his eyes, trying to mask his amusement at her actions, however, the slight twitch of his lips gave him away.
"Told ya I'd be on time today, Sensei. ~" The younger brunette proclaimed proudly as she strolled into the class.
"You're one of the last to arrive." The Chunin deadpanned, before looking down at some of the papers strewn across his desk.
Amaya hummed and glanced around the room, quickly coming to the realization that what her teacher said was true. Everyone was either talking with their friends or already seated. Letting out an awkward laugh, the Minamoto grins at the man before scampering to her seat next to Shikamaru.
"Hello, Shika-kun! ~" Amaya calls cheerfully as she sits down, her eyes moving between the lazy, close eyed expression on his face to his pineapple-esk shaped hairstyle. The addressed boy barely opened an eye as he grunted out a greeting.
'Saa~, well at least he's more talkative than Sasuke over there...' The girl thought to herself, sweatdropping as she looked between the two boys before finally settling her gaze on the Uchiha. 'Not that I blame him, the poor boy can't even breathe without his fangirls going rabid.'
The brunette didn't know she was staring until the Uchiha turned in his seat slightly, forcing the two to make eye contact. Glaring onyx eyes clashed with sapphire blue, causing Amaya to flinch as an embarrassed flush colored her cheeks. Not knowing what else to do, she gave a small awkward smile before quickly looking toward the front of the class.
Sasuke, however, continued to stare at the girl for a moment before turning around with a scoff. 'Dobe.'
Feeling the boys gaze disappear, Amaya let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Relaxing in her seat, she began to scour the room for a certain knucklehead, only to find that he wasn't present. Apparently, at that moment so did Iruka.
"Amaya-chan... Where is Naruto?" Iruka-sensei asked rhetorically, his voice void of any emotion, his eye twitching.
"Eh? Ah, I haven't seen him at all today, Sensei..." The girl began, only to trail off as she avoided eye contact.
The room grew quiet at her response, blanketing them all in an awkward and tense silence. And soon enough, as if fate were to have it, loud obnoxious laughter was heard. A certain cackle that could only belong to one person, and one person only.
Naruto Uzumaki.
Iruka's face turned red, and everyone could tell he was almost a second away from possibly bursting a blood vessel. He leaned forward, placing his hands on the desk before him as he took a deep breath. A minute or so passes before he finally raises to his full height and makes his way to the door, intent on leaving the classroom to hunt down the young Uzumaki.
"Saa~, Naruto sure is gonna get it this time, heh." Amaya muses with a chuckle as she leaned back in her seat, stretching until she heard a satisfying pop.
"I don't understand why you hang out with him, all he does is cause trouble." Shikamaru replied, his eyes following the girl's movements lazily as he waited for a response.
"Well I don't understand why you'd wanna watch clouds or play shogi all day, but to each their own I guess." The brunette shot back with a cheeky smile.
Rolling his eyes in response, Shikamaru sighs and returns to his previously slouched position. "Tch, troublesome..."
Minutes pass, and it isn't long until their teacher comes barreling through the door with a tied-up Naruto slung over his shoulder.
Quickly becoming tired with the boys excessive squirming, Iruka tosses the blond onto the floor, his growing frustration becoming more and more apparent as he began one of his many lectures.
Grinning, Amaya shakes her head and turns to gaze out the window, her eyes focusing on the infamous Hokage Monument in the distance. The sight itself causing her amusement to grow as she spots various splotches of paint and graffiti littering the stone structure. 'Man Naruto, kicking it up a few notches huh? I knew ya had guts, but this is a whole new level. Saa~ then again, I shouldn't be surprised... It IS Naruto we're talking about after all.' She thought to herself, hiding her smirk behind her fingers as she rested her chin on the heel of her palm.
Groans fill the air, prompting Amaya to tune back into the conversation. Quickly concluding that, all thanks to Naruto, they now had to review the Transformation Jutsu. Again.
Looking at blond as she got in line with the others, she clicked her tongue. 'Damn, I don't even think he's mastered clones yet... Ah, oh well there's always the first time for everything. Maybe he'll get it this time? He has been training hard.'
Taking her eyes off her best friend, she focused her attention on their teacher, waiting for her name to be called.
"Alright, Sakura Haruno here, let's do it! Transform!" A girl with long pink hair and a big forehead states as she stepped forward, making the required hand signs before transforming into Iruka.
"Transformed into me?... Good." Said man comments, writing her grade down on his clipboard.
"Sasuke, did you see that?!" Sakura questions with a squeal as she turns to the boy, earning herself an eye-roll from Amaya. 'Oh brother, always the fangirl aren't you Sakura? To bad he doesn't give a damn.' She thought sparing a glance at the young Uchiha, who at the moment, was staring straight ahead apathetic as always.
"Next, Sasuke Uchiha!" Iruka calls out.
The boy with raven colored hair shaped like a duck's butt, stepped forward and without bringing his hands from his pockets, he also transformed into said teacher.
"Ah... Good." Iruka mumbles, watching as the boy quietly moves to the back of the line.
"Amaya Minamoto, you're up!"
Jolting slightly from the sudden call, Amaya steps forward, giving her teacher a closed eye smile before performing the hand sign. "Transform!"
There's a soft popping sound, followed by a small cloud of smoke hiding the brunette from view. Once it clears, a tall man with messy white hair and similar blue eyes is revealed standing in the girl's place. Her father.
Iruka wasn't all that surprised, considering the close relationship the two shared, along with the fact that she's used his appearance before during a transformation. 'This one is different from the times before...' The male mused, smiling as he thought back to the girl's past attempts - which ended in failure due to small off-looking details such as skin or hair color. 'She's been training hard...' He mentally noted with a smile.
"Kenji's" eyes lit up hopefully, staring at the Umino in excitement. "Good?" He asked, his deep and calming voice resonating throughout the room.
"Very good, Amaya!" Iruka praised with a small laugh as the girl undid the jutsu. At his words, the brunette fist-pumped the air and cheered quietly to herself before making her way to the back of the line.
"Next, Naruto Uzumaki." Iruka called out, a small bead of sweat running down his temple as a sense of foreboding filled him. Part of him wondering if the child was going to pull any unnecessary tricks.
"This is a total waste of time, Naruto." Shikamaru grumbles, wishing he was anywhere else but there at the moment - preferably somewhere like a grassy hill or a rooftop to watch clouds or nap.
"We always pay for your screw-ups." Ino Yamanaka, a girl with long blonde hair pulled into a high ponytail adds, placing her hands on her hips while giving the boy a scowl.
"Like I care." Naruto dismisses, walking forward with his hands behind his head.
Overhearing the conversation, Amaya turns her head towards the duo with a scowl of her own. Having already been used to and subjected to Shikamaru's lazy personality for many years, she focuses her attention on the blonde, her eyes narrowed.
Ino, feeling her gaze, turns around and returns the look wholeheartedly. "What is it?"
"Extra practice is good for everyone." Amaya replies, barely giving Ino another once over. "Some more than others... I'd consider you apart of that list as well."
Glaring, Ino steps forward. "What did you say?!"
Amaya smirks, thoroughly enjoying the received reaction. "Did I stutter?" At her words, the blonde opens her mouth to retort, but stops as Naruto begins his transformation.
"Transform!"
What happened next caught everyone by surprise.
Standing there posing seductively in his place was a naked blonde woman, whose looks were eerily like his own, scantily covered by clouds of mist.
Surprised, Iruka jumps backwards with a shriek, hitting the floor roughly as he desperately tried to stop the blood squirting from his nose.
Seeing the instructors flustered appearance, Naruto releases the jutsu, cackling loudly as his head tilts backwards. "Got ya! That's my Sexy Jutsu!" He yells gleefully, clutching his stomach as another bout of laughter overtakes him.
Iruka growls and shoots up from the floor, his nose now plugged, and embarrassment somewhat forgotten as he took a threatening step forward. "ENOUGH OF YOUR STUPID TRICKS! THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!"
'Oh, Naruto... I was wrong... So... So very wrong.' Amaya thought to herself, facepalming at her friend's lack of tact and her teacher's obvious perverseness.
Class ended not long after Naruto's escapade. In fact, as soon as they were dismissed said boy grabbed Amaya's wrist, intending on escaping their teachers ever watchful gaze -avoiding punishment for his earlier prank sounded pretty good at the moment as well. However, before they could even cross the threshold of the door, two strong tan hands grabbed their collars in a firm but gentle grip, tugging them farther back inside the classroom.
Leaning against his desk, the Iruka faces the two children who avoid eye contact. Sighing, he brings a hand up to pinch the bridge of his scarred nose in hopes of nullifying the headache beginning to form. Looking up at the two, the blond huffs and glares off to the side, his arms folded across his chest. The young girl, however, simply rolls her eyes, astounded by her friend's ability to somehow always drag her into his messes.
"Amaya, did you know anything about what happened this morning?" The man asks. The girl silently shakes her head no before looking at the blond. Iruka opens his mouth to question her further, but before he can say anything he is cut off.
"No way, Iruka-sensei! It was all me, believe it!" Naruto exclaims, his arms forming an x in front of his chest, not wanting his best friend to get in trouble for something he did all on his own. Her parents would absolutely lose it, despite they themselves being slightly rambunctious and friendly people. However, seeing as they both come from highly respected clans -much like the Hyuuga or the Uchiha clans- they still had a reputation to uphold. And the fact that some people would see the prank as disrespectful to the past Hokage, they wouldn't be too pleased.
"Very well, Amaya, you're free to go home now..." Iruka begins before turning and glaring at Naruto. "You... You on the other hand, are going to scrub every inch of the Hokage Monument until I can see my reflection." He finishes, pointing at the boy.
"But, Sensei... I don't think that's pos--"
"CAN IT!"
Amaya awkwardly watched from the side as the two argued back and forth. Seeing as they were getting nowhere, and that Iruka was becoming increasingly annoyed, she stepped forward with a slightly raised hand and a shy smile. "Um, Sensei?... I'd like to help out, if I can..."
Both males stop arguing and turn to her, a moment passes and Iruka is the first to speak. "No, you don't have to, Amaya. Naruto got into this mess alone."
"Yeah, Maya-chan--"
The brunette shakes her head and crosses her arms, looking at the two sternly. "No, I wanna help! Naruto would help me if it was the other way around--"
"Or try to get you out of it..." Iruka grumbles, giving the boy an unimpressed side-eye as he laughs nervously at the accusation.
Rolling her eyes, Amaya ignores her teacher and continues, "So I'm helping and that's final!" She then turns to the blond, somewhat annoyed. "And you! Who are you to deny my help? Be grateful, idiot!"
Naruto stares at the girl sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck with a light laugh. "Right, right... Sorry..."
Iruka looks between the two for a moment and pinches the bridge of his nose once again with a sigh. Already knowing that the girl would find some way to aid the blond, even if he refused her help and sent her home. "Fine! But let's get going, the faster we get to the monument the faster we can get this done and over with." With that being said, he turns on his heel and makes his way to the door, leaving the two behind.
As they watch him walk away, Naruto puffs out his chest and begins to wiggle in place, his hands on his hips as he mocks the older male under his breath, earning himself a laugh from the brunette beside him.
"Come on, you two!"
"Right!"
Scrub.
Scrub.
Scrub.
The sounds of bristles rubbing against stone resonated around the area.
Pausing in her cleaning, Amaya gives her arms a break and leans back with a sigh. Brushing the hair from her eyes, she glances over to Naruto as he grumbled over the "unfairness" of it all.
"The faster you clean, the faster you two can go home..." Iruka informs from above, looking down at the two from his perch.
"So what? It's not like anyone is waiting for me!" The blond replied, his voice full of anger as he glared at the stone in front of him. His response caught the two off guard, prompting them to send him pitying looks.
'Naruto...' Amaya thought to herself, biting her lip as she looked down to her blue stained hands and scrub-brush.
After a few minutes of silence passes, Iruka finally speaks up once more. "Hey..."
"What d'ya want now, Iruka-sensei?" Naruto grunts, on the verge of snapping as he glared up at the teacher.
"Well... I was thinkin', how about we head out for some Ichiraku Ramen after this? My treat." Iruka offered casually, causing the blond to perk up.
"Now you're talking!" Naruto yells cheerfully, grinning widely as he began scrubbing at the paint with a newfound vigor.
Amaya stares at the blond for a moment, a small smile forming on her lips as she shook her head. 'Saa~... Anything for ramen...'
Are you sure you don't want to join us? Like I said earlier, I'm buying." Iruka asked, sending the younger brunette a soft look as they walked down the street.
"Mmhm! Kaa-sans probably expecting me home soon... But next time, definitely!" Amaya replies cheerfully, folding her hands behind her back as she mentally took note of the streetlights coming to life.
Iruka nods to himself and gazes around the darkening streets and alleyways. "If you're sure... Do you need us to walk you home?" He asks worriedly, observing a few men stumbling into one of the villages many bars.
Amaya shakes her head. "Nah, there's no need." She responds, motioning a little ways down the street as her father finally spots them. "Besides, I see Papa right over there!"
Hearing her voice, her father turns in their direction and spots them almost instantly, grinning as he begins to make his way over. "Ah, Amaya! I've been looking everywhere for you. Heh, I hope she hasn't caused you any trouble, Iruka?" Kenji calls as he reaches their side, placing a hand on Amaya's head -earning a huff in return.
Laughing, Iruka shakes his head. "No, not at all Minamoto-sama."
"Good, good." Kenji murmurs, nodding to himself before locking his gaze on Naruto. The blond stares back, leading to a little impromptu staring contest. Not long after, Naruto blinks, causing the older Minamoto to chuckle lightly as he reaches out his other hand to ruffle the blond's hair.
"Well, we should get going, if we want to get that ramen before the shop closes... Naruto." Iruka-Sensei says, prompting the boy to nod happily.
"Ah, we won't keep you then. Have a nice night you two." Kenji states with a smile, and soon enough the two give their goodbyes and go on their way.
Once they're out of earshot, Kenji turns his attention to his daughter. "Let's go home then?" He asks, motioning in the direction of the compound.
Amaya nods in response, taking a small step towards the older male. Suddenly, a shout is heard in the distance, prompting the two to pause.
"TOU-SAN! I-MOU-TO! ~"
"..."
'Oh no.' Amaya thought to herself, freezing in place as she makes eye contact with her father, who can only sigh and shake his head -as if he could read her thoughts.
Tilting her head around slightly to see where the voice is coming from, she spots Toshiaki running toward them, grinning madly with a small bundle of cloth in his arms.
Both turn to face him properly, mentally preparing themselves for what was to come. Soon enough, his run slows into a jog before completely stopping. Toshiaki then takes a moment to catch his breath and holds out the small bundle for them to look.
Raising a brow, Amaya makes a small step forward and gingerly takes the bundle from him. Feeling the weight to it, she cradles it in one arm and uses her free hand to unravel the cloth, only pausing slightly as she hears small whimpers.
"I found him near the gates, don't know what he was doing that far out away from the village though. So, I stopped by that clinic the Inuzuka's run to see if they were missing any pups, turns out they were but since he had taken a liking to me Hana-chan let me keep him! Isn't he cute?!" Toshiaki babbles out excitedly as the younger Minamoto gently pulls back the blanket to look at the small pup. It was dark gray in color, with white on its belly and paws along with its right ear.
'He can't be much older than Kiba's dog Akamaru...' The brunette thought as she gently rubbed the spot between its ears. "What are you gonna name it?" She's asks finally, looking up at her brother brother as she hands the puppy back over to him.
Tilting his head thoughtfully to the side, Toshiaki falls into step with them before speaking. "Well... I was thinking about Yoshi."
"Yoshi, huh?... I like it. Are you gonna train with him and stuff?" Amaya asks, turning to her brother with narrowed eyes. "Can you even take care of him? You're hardly home as it is..."
"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be on a mission right now?" Their father cuts in, making the two flinch, both forgetting he was there due to being enamored with the new familial addition.
"Yeah, I planned on it and as for the mission... It didn't take that long." Toshiaki shrugs, grinning cockily at Amaya. "Your older brother is just that cool and strong!" He adds, turning to a few women as they pass with a wink.
Amaya stares after the blushing females, unimpressed as they giggle and whisper about her brothers' advances. Shaking her head, she side-eyes the male as he continues to flirt with every woman they pass. 'Tsk, trashy as ever.'
Toshiaki, feeling her stare, turns to her and smiles brightly. However, it quickly disappears as the brunette shakes her head once more and begins walking faster, leaving him and their father behind. "Eh?! Imouto, wait for me!" He calls out childishly, also picking up his pace.
"No, I don't associate with trash!" Amaya replies, not once looking back.
"So mean!" He cries out comically, tears streaming down his face as he runs faster.
***
Kenji Minamoto stands in the same spot, staring off into the direction in which his children ran off. Catching the sympathetic looks from people nearby, he gives a sigh, ruffling his unruly hair while mumbling to himself about "eccentric children" before he begins to lightly jog after the two. Hoping that his youngest doesn't lose her temper.
Again.
Mitsu-chan, we're home!" Mitsuko heard her husband call out as he walked into the kitchen, along with the sound of bickering and the door closing. After a moment the arguing stopped, causing the two adults to sweatdrop and look towards the hall as a dark aura filled the house. Suddenly a loud crash was heard, accompanying it was a yelp of pain.
'Not again...' Kenji thought to himself with a despairing look on his face as he made his way back to the front door.
Giving a sigh, Mitsuko smiled softly as she followed closely behind her husband. Rounding the corner, she observed the spectacle that was her daughter smashing Toshiaki's face into the floor with her foot, as Kenji tried to pry her away from the disheveled boy. The white-haired male looked to his wife with a pleading look, causing her to giggle slightly.
Hearing their mother's soft laughter, the duo's heads snapped up. Amaya relaxed her aggressive stance at the sight of the pale woman, allowing her father the chance to pick her up and pull her away from Toshiaki.
Yoshi, who watched the whole incident with a wagging tail, bounded over to the injured male, licking him on the face.
"Mah, mah... What's all the fuss about?" The brunette asked cheerfully as she helped her eldest sit up.
"The trash had it coming." Amaya, still in their father's hold, growled out as she glared ferociously at the whining male on the floor.
"All I said was that you'd get a boyfriend faster if you acted cuter and more girly! I swear it's like having another brother!" Toshiaki defended as he cuddled the pup, his response causing the girl to huff in frustration.
"Ahaha... Isn't she a little young to be worrying about boys?" Kenji asked, slowly freeing Amaya from his hold as he laughed nervously.
Mitsuko grins. "Ah, I wouldn't say that. After all, you confessed to me when we were around her age, ne?" She muses aloud with a mischievous glint in her eye, flustering her husband in the process.
"We were fifteen..." He replied weakly, looking to the side with a hand covering his mouth as she leaned against him.
Mitsuko hummed softly before laughing lightly. "Amaya's almost thirteen. Not that much of an age gap, dear." Her response only flustering the male even more.
Amaya and Toshiaki stood off to the side, deadpanning, as they watched their mother continue to tease their father.
"We should probably--" The male began slowly, his voice trailing off as he glanced off to the side.
"Yeah." Amaya agreed, already knowing what he was going to suggest.
Soon enough, the two found themselves awkwardly shuffling away from the scene, leaving the two adults on their own.