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Friday, November 3, 2006


Naruto High School Part 3 - Vice Principal... Uzumaki???
If you read the title, then you know....

And it's only their first day and everything... well... is weird.

Recap:

"I just have a ham sandwich," Naruto said.

"Left over steak," Kiba muttered.

Sasuke sighed. "I make my own lunch." He opened his lunchbox and pulled out a thermos and a sandwich.

"Lucky," Naruto said. "My dad is too lazy to make anything."

Sasuke smirked and picked up his sandwich. Just when he was about to take a bit, a hand swooped down and took his sandwich.

"Ni-san!" Sasuke protested.

Itachi rolled his eyes. "You always were a good cook." But his mouth was full so it sounded more like, "Ugh alwas ver a vo co."

Naruto laughed and slammed his fist on the table. His sandwich flew and landed on Kiba's face.

"Uzumaki!!!!" Kiba yelled.

Thus, you know what happened, but it had to be officially called. Deidara did the honors.

"FOOD FIGHT!!!"

"Idiot!" Kisame said. "You're a teacher, you're not supposed to enforce the food fight."

"Opps..."

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Five figures were in the Vice Principal's office. The five that were responsible for the food fight and pretty much all the weirdness in the school. Uzumaki Naruto, Inuzuka Kiba, Deidara, Uchiha Itachi and Sasuke.

"Great," Deidara muttered. "I blame Kisame. Yeah."

"You always blame Kisame," Itachi said, peeling off a slice of cheese on his jacket. "I for one, blame you."

Deidara groaned. "It's never your fault, is it, YEAH?"

"Who is the Vice Principal anyways?" asked Naruto. He was wiping off the mayo on his hand on Kiba's jacket.

Kiba shrugged, not noticing the bad stains. "I dunno. Maybe he's late."

"It's not Kakashi," Sasuke said. "Kakashi's the English Teacher, not our Vice Principal."

"If he were, I'd quit right here and right now," Itachi said, gently (note i said GENTLY)removing a french fry stuck in his brother's hair. Sasuke slapped his hand away.

"It's all your fault," the younger Uchiha yelled, pointing his finger at Deidara. "You just had to yell 'Food Fight' and get the whole cafateria involved."

Kiba scowled. "He's right, you know. It's my first day in High School and I'm already in trouble."

"It's not my fault!" Deidara protested. "It's um..... YEAH!"

Itachi rolled his eyes (for like the hundreth time that day). "If it's not your fault, then whose is it?"

"I'll be the judge of that," said an oddly familiar voice. A voice that Naruto could never forget. The Fourth Hokage (A.k.a.: Dad) walked into the crowded room.

"AHHH!" Naruto screamed again. "How many times can one person get surprised in one day?!" he demanded. "Is there anyone in the staff that isn't weird?"

("Hey," Itachi said.)

The Fourth rolled his eyes. "Nice to see you, too, Naruto. But let's not change the subject." A stern look appeared on his face. "Not only did you start the food fight, but two sophomores were sent to the nurse's office because a french fry poked them."

"Who?" Kiba dared asked.

"Some Hyuuga and a Bushy Brow. Anyway, do you know what this means?" Naruto's father leaned back against the wall.

"DON'T EAT ME!!!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!! YEAH!!!!" Deidara screamed.

The Fourth started laughing. He laughed so hard that he fell of the chair. Five seconds later, he was up again with a happy smile. "Are you kidding? I love a good food fight!" he yelled throwing a fish stick at Naruto.

"Does your dad see a therapist?" Itachi asked.

"He used too. Until the therapist got so weirded out," Naruto said.

"Must run in the family, yeah," Deidara said.

"Hey."

Sasuke was the only one that didn't get caught up in the side conversation. "Does this mean that we're off the hook?"

"You made the school a little more fun, of course it does!" the Fourth Hokage said. "Now, get to class before i give you detention."

"You can't give us detention, we're teachers, yeah," Deidara said.

"I could just fire you."

"Out we go," Itachi and Deidara immediately walked out the door.

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And that's it. I'll type the next part maybe today, or tomorrow, or Sunday, or Monday. Thanks for reading!







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