Kitsune sighed in boredom as she and her new team stood infront of the camera, waiting for photographer to take the picture. Shikamaru wouldn't let them pose or anything for the picture, saying to would just be too troublesome. 'This photo is gonna be soooo boring... Theres gotta be a way to spice it up' she thought. Then an idea hit her. She looked over at her friend Karen, "Uh oh..."

Karen blinked and noticed Kitsune looking at her hair "What...?

"Karen stay calm... There's a spider in your hair..." Kitsune lied.

Karen's eyes immedatly went wide with fear, "OHMAHGAWD! Where!?" She shrieked, as she franticly ran her hands through her black and red hair, trying to swat the 'spider' away, "Get it out! GET IT OUT! DADDY!!!" Kitsune automatically doubled over in laughter at the sight of Karen's freaked out face.

Hari was torn between being amused or rolling her eyes. Somehow, she saw this coming.

"Daddy! DADDY, GET IT OUT!!" Karen continued to shriek, but Shikamaru just sighed.

Snap! The picture was taken.

"There's nothing in your hair, Karen."

"Wh-what? Yes there is! Kitsune even said there- oh." Karen realized what she was saying, straightened herself out, and glared at Kitsune. "You're evil..."

Kitsune had just barely recovered from laughing, "Oh you mean there is no spider? My bad." She snickered.

"Uh... Kitsune-chan..." Hari warned, "You might want to run now..."

"Nani? Why?" That's when Kitsune saw the look of death in Karen's eyes, "Oh crap..." and went off running.

"KITSUNE!!!" Karen roared running after her, with kunai in hand.

Shikamaru tsked as the girls ran, Karen snarling as she made swipes at the fox, Kitsune dancing across the ground, laughing. Hari watched, and finally decided she'd join in too, but a bit furrier. Bones twisted and muscles molded as she shifted to her natural full form, and she leapt after her teammates.

"Wha...?" Kitsune stopped when she felt a living weight drop on her head, and looked up to find a small, chattering raccoon.

Hari grinned in her raccoon form, "Boo!"

Kitsune let out small yelp in surpise, "Gah! Hari!"

Hari chirped a gentle, chittering laugh, and scampered down Kitsune's leg. She then shifted to a half raccoon, her clothes having been abandoned when she changed to a raccoon. It seemed Hari had successfully distracted Kitsune and Karen from their death match, though at the expense of her clothing. Well, peace-keeping accomplished at least.



Okay, guys, smile!" Shika encouraged to her young team, smiling huge, as well as Kikki, baring her canine fangs. Sei on the other hand smirked and leaned towards Shi.

"Hey Shi.." He whispered, "Shika-sensei took your nose."

Shi started to pout,"Sensei give it back!" he cried, tugging on Shika's shirt.

"Give what back?" Shika asked distractedly.

"My nose!! Sei said you took it!"

"What?? Why the hell would you believe that? It's on your face!"

"It'd probably genjutsu or something, I know how you ninjas work!"

Kiki sweat-dropped. "You're a ninja too, Shi."

"I want my nose!" Shi started to whine and begun to tug harder on Shika's shirt. Sei snickered as he wacthed Shi cry in despiar in the 'loss' of his nose.

Shika rolled her eyes. "Okay Shi, Nose-Replacement-no-Jutsu!" She then turned back to the camera, and tried to control the kids until the camera snapped a shot.

But it was alittle too late. The photograhper had snapped the shot While Shi was crying, Sei snikering, and Kiki getting ready to yell. What a nice photo indeed. "Whoops," the photographer sweatdropped.

Shika rolled her eyes, knowing how dreadful the photo would turn out. "Okay then, re-take it. You guys, at least look nice for the split second it takes to take a photo."

"Uhm, I'm sorry miss..." the photographer began, scratching his neck. "I have many other teams to take photos of. Good day!"

"... You're kidding."

"Bye!"



"For the 100th time, 'Yoosh' is not the meaning of life, Sumi." Hana growled, giving Sumi a glare.

"Oh yeah? Well too bad 'cause it is!" Sumi glared right back.

Hana nearly sneered at her,"Nooo Baka, the meaning of life is to live happily and kill the people who are insignificant!"

Sumi blanced,"WHAT!?! THAT'S PATHETIC!"

"Yeah, just like you!"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?"

"I said just like you!"

"Grrr..."

The photogarpher sighed,"Are they always like this?"

Tenten nodded, "Always..."

The photogarpher gave a shrug and smiled, "Okay, say cheese!!"

"Uh... uh..." Nozomi for once in her life, build enough courage to look at the camera, blushing a lovey shade of dark red, "Ch-ch-cheese!"

"Oh right..!" Sumi did a quick pose, doing the peace and smiling. But it was still clear that she was pissed at Hana.

Hana just rolled her eyes and didn't even bother to smile, pose, or anything, and just stood there giving Sumi an annoyed side glance,"Baka..."

Tenten sweat-dropped, smiling sheepishly, "Uh guys the picture..." she started, scracthing the back of her head.

Snap! before she could finish the photo was taken.

"Finally." Hana muttered, turning to leave. But she stopped in her tracks. There right in front of her was her cousion, Hitachi, son of Uchiha Itachi. He looked alot like Itachi himself, except the tips of his hair with silver, and his eyes were red. Hana's eyes narrowed, "What are you doing here?"

Hitachi raised an eyebrow, his scarlet eyes glittering with amusement. "Why, my half-breed, under-talented cousin, I'm here to get my team picture taken. Surely you must have figured that out?"

Hana was silent, burning with resent.

Sumi was about to yell at Hana some more about insulting the 'Yoosh' when she noticed Hana's cousin, "Hey! How come you weren't at the Orientation the other day!?"

"Beause..." Started a soothing, feminine voice."the third memeber of our team didn't arrive here until afterwards." It was Hitachi's younger sibling Mizuki. She looked alot like her mother, Ultamia, except the tips of her hair were black, and only the left side of her check had the red markings.

Sumi smiled, despite the Uchiha siblings' obvious distaste. "Nice to meet you! I'm Sumi, you?" She thrust out her hand to be shook.

"Sumi!" Hana hissed, batting her hand away. "You don't talk to the enemy like this!"

"They're not enemies," Sumi sniffed. "We're all ninjas of Konoha and comrades, right?"

"Uchiha Hitachi," Hitachi interrupted, and nodded towards his sister. "She is Uchiha Mizuki."

"Nice to meet you!" Sumi said once again, grinning,

"Sumi-baka-chan..." Hana said, garling daggers at her, "Shut the hell up."

"DON'T YOU TELL ME TO BE SILEN, YOU NON-BELIVER OF THE YOOSH!"

"Guys!!" Nozomi finally cried, stepping between the bickering kunoichis. She was shaking with both frustration and embarrassment, and a bright blush bloomed on her cheeks. "Please, you are disgracing our team and our roles as ninjas. We must work together a-and... be supportive of each other. Including differences."

"Stay out of this Nozomi!" Sumi and Hana said in unison, both still glaring at each other

"B-but..."

Sumi interupped Nozomi, yelling,"I CHALLAGE YOU, UCHIHA HANA, TO A BATTLE!"

Hana rolled her eyes."Tch. Like you could last one minute against me."

"Sorry for being la- whoah!" Yelled the thrid memeber of Hitachi's team. It was a young teenaged boy with spicky brown hair and hazel eyes, named Tachikaze. He smirked, "Looks like a cat fight is about to start!"

Hana's eyes flashed at the new, cute prey. "I'd rather get in a cat fight with you," she purred.

Sumi was quickly by Tachikaze's side, "Same here!"

"Uh oh not again..." Nozomi meeped.

"I saw him first you Yoosh-fool!" Hana hissed.

"Whoah, whoah!" Tachikaze exclaimed, looking overwhelmed, then smoothed his bronze locks back. "There's plenty to go around."

"He's all mine!" Sumi growled clinging to Tachikaze's left arm.

"No mine!" Hana clinged to his right one.

Tenten sweatdropped, "Geez ever heard of self-control?"

All the genins looked at Tenten, who had been watching, entertained, and gave her a withering look.

"Okay, Okay, I'm an old lady who doesn't understand you guys," she muttered.

"No shit..." Hana muttered.

Tenten bristled, but kept her cool. She was above that Uchiha girl...

... and one of her students. Ugh.

Hitachi stared at them a bit annoyed at his cousin, Hana and her teammate, gripping hold of the third member of his three men team as he scoffed, " Hana... you are just like your mother; a stupid fan girl with no sense of talent. You lack strength, and you are shaming our Uchiha clan... not only that your just a mere pathetic little fan girl..." He turned away as Hana gasped and glared angrily at her cousin, who was strolling to the photographer, ready to get his picture taken.

Mizuki sighed, shaking her head, and said, "Yadi... yadi... Nii-san that was cruel. But you're always cruel..." as Mizuki brushed Sumi's hand aside and grabbed hold of Tachikaze who let out a whine;

"Aww come on Mizuki! I was going to let them get me..."

Mizuki rolled her eyes. "Whatever playboy...get in line we're taking a picture. And I'm not going to let you escape this time!"

Tachikaze laughed. "What? Are you going to tie me up or something?!"

Hitachi glared angerily at Tachikaze, who finally kept his mouth shut and did as he told.

As Hana did the same only to Hitachi, " PAH! Just because you are the son of an S-rank Criminal, Uchiha Itachi doesn't mean that you're all hot!" her chest raised up and down as she heaved out anger.

The photographer was waiting till Hitachi's team was assembled. Hitachi didn't need to put his attention toward his cousin as Mizuki grabbed hold of Tachikaze's arm hard so he wouldn't get away as the photographer counted slowly. Hitachi finished his sentence right before the photographer flashed, though he never smile and always had a grim expression upon his face, "At least... my mother wasn't some pink whore or my father is an emo either... And if you hate me so much, then... detest me, cling to life without honor. And the way you treat your sensei and teammate without honor is highly detestable. You are a sore loser, Hana... you are just a sore loser."

Hana growled and made a jump at Hitachi, only to be held back by her team, "Let me at him! I'll kill him! I'll kill him!"



"So Biri, how do you think you and i should pose for the picture?" Mitsu asked, beaming. "Like this...? Or like this?" He alternated between draping an arm around her neck and nuzzling his lips against her ear.

"It's gonna be with my foot up your ass if you don't cool it," Biri chuckled, venomous yet joking.

The photographer sighed, getting tired of the angst from today already. "Can you please hurry up and get assembled here? And where's your sensei? I can't get this overwith without your sensei in the picture."

Biri nodded meekly, grabbing the wrist of both Tynan and Mitsu, drew them towards her to take the picture, and waited for their sensei. Biri suddenly paused, and an annoyed looked appeared on her face. "... Tynan, you got exactly 1.5 seconds to remove your hand from my butt, before I knock you silly into a tree...."

Tynan sighed loudly. "If you insist..."

It was right then that their sensei Rock Lee showed up. "Greetings youthful genin! I sincerely hope I haven't caused an inconvenience!"

The photographer sighed again, "Can we please just get this overwith?" 'Before anymore drama or voilence happens...' he thought.

The photographer beckoned the green-clad sensei, who stood dutifully behind his team.

"Okay, on three," the photographer said. "One, two..."

Mitsu took this pause as a golden opportunity. He planted a bold kiss on Biri's (now red) cheeks, her waist drawn to his by an adventuring hand. Tynan raised an amused eyebrow, Biri was blushing and stiff with shock, and Lee was... completely oblivious.

It was right then that a ghost-like arm, called a vector, appeared from Biri's back and whacked him, sending him soaring into the air, "DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!!!"

And of course it was then the photographer had taken picture, with Mitsu getting whacked with Biri's vector, Tynan with a "Holy crap!" look on his face, and of couse, Lee being as oblivious as ever...

Snap!

There was no going back now. The photographer didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Tynan looked about franticly for his sibling, "Where the heck did you whack him to to, Biri? The moon!?"

"If I'm lucky yes..." Biri muttered.

"What!?"

"Oh nothing..."



The photographer exhaled, unloading his camera for the last team. Not only was he almost finished, this team looked ready to go and devoid of random outbursts.

A hard-eyed, red haired boy in cargo pants that could kill glared at a silver-haired boy, with a slick tiger-tail protruding from his back. Between them, almost in anxiety for a fight that could break out in any moment was Mayumi, blond-haired, her forehead protector around her waist.

"Ready for your picture, Pussy-cat?" Katan, the red-haired boy leered. Nekko bristled, and snarled fiercly. He really didn't want to reveal his fighting style just to kill him some lunch.

"Oh Katan be nice to Kitty-Kun!" Mayumi exclaimed, clinging onto Nekko's arm.

Nekko sighed as he pryed her off for the tenth time already, "Don't call me that..."

The photographer groaned, "Can you all please stay at least somewhat cool until after the picture? And where is your sensei!?"

"He'll be here any second!" Mayumi assured, slowly moving back to cling on Nekko's arm. "He was just taking Akamaru for a run."

"Aka-who? Okay nevermind, let's just hope he gets here in-"

"Akamaru, THAT MAN IS NOT A TARGET!"

Too late. The already traumatized photographer was now soaked in Akamaru's acid pee.

Snap

Well... lets just say that as the poor man was yelling in horror and pain the picture was taken. It showed Kiba yelling, running towards the camra, to try to stop Akamaru, Katan luaghing his ass off, Mayumi sheiking in disbelife of what just happen... and had used this oppirtunity to jump into Nekko's arms. Nekko just stood there holding the fangirl, ears lowered in annoyence, letting out a sigh.

The camera man managed to shake off the acid-pee-soaked jacket, gather up his camera and tripod with a grunt, and turn to face the young ninjas.

"$#%&#$*% NUTTERS! All of you!!" And stormed off.


Much later that day...


Pyre and Naruto were on their way to a bar to meet some of the Jounins, when Pyre stopped in her tracks. She could hear what sounded like a distant yell, "Hey... You hear that...?"

Naruto twitched his ear, looking up at the sky as Pyre did. "Yeah... Yeah, I think I do. Sounds like... a person?"

Pyre nodded, confused. The cry became louder and louder, until it came to an abrupt halt, and tree rustled loudly behind them. They both blinked and went over to the tree, looking up, "...Mitsu..?" Pyre said in surpise.

Mitsu was upside down in the tree, his foot stuck in a branch, "...Hi..." he said in a slight daze.

"What happened to you?" Naruto demanded, trying to decide whether to be shocked or amused.

"I- I think I'm in love..." he managed to utter, and didn't seem to register Naruto hefting him out of the tree.

Pyre raised an eyebrow,"So you were falling from the sky because you're in love?"

"Hai..."

Naruto chuckled. "Sounds like when I liked Sakura-chan. Every time she hit me I went flying."

Pyre gave Naruto a hard look, and he sobered up. "Don't worry, you're hotter than her and minus the bitchiness." Pyre smiled warmly again, and walked with her waist drawn close to his.

"You guys know I'm still here...?

"Oh right. Drop him Naruto, pretty sure we don't want to bring him with us. You can get home fine, Mitsu?"

"Yeah just don't drop me on... ACK!" Mitsu yelped as he was dropped, hitting his head. "...my head..."

Naruto and Pyre walked off, totally oblivious to the groaning genin behind them. Their destination was Akira's bar - it had been long and tiresome for every adult that had to endure the new ninjas today, and they deserved a drink.

"Yo," Shikamaru called as they approached. Several other people turned to greet them.

"What's this?" Pyre laughed, taking a seat next to Shika. "No Gaara around to keep you from drinking till you've lost all dignity?"

"Neh. He's doing paperwork or some crap... Meh, who needs 'im? This way I can drink all I want," she laughed, her cheeks already rosy.

Pyre sweat-dropped, "Shika-chan how many drinks did you already have?"

"I.. lost count... after ten-ish!!!" Shika giggled before downing another cup of sake

Pyre shook her head, and slowly downed a cup herself. She then looked around to see who else was there - Lee, Kiba, Tenten, Naruto, Shika, Shikamaru...

"Hey guys!" someone chirped, and skipped barefoot into the bar. "I heard you all had eventful days!"

Everyone greeted Kia, smiling at her child-like manner.

"So, where's the booze?"

The child-like manner that was instantly killed.

Kia downed two cups, before noticing how many Shika had drinked, "Hey hey, Shika-chan! I challage you to a little drinking contast!" she giggled

Shika grinned, "You're on!"

"First one to 12 then?"

"Yeah hell!!"

Everyone else raised an eyebrow. Since when had these two been drinkers?

And since had 'Yeah hell!' been grammatically correct?

The girls furiously drank the alcohol, their cheeks reddening as they went.

"5! 6! 7!" Naruto cheered. Shika was winning. But a few cups later, all she had drank that night hit her like a brick. She put down the sake cup and sighed happily. "Y-you wiiin Kyaah. But I'll ge' you latah..."

Kia finished her final cup and lauhed, "Bwahaha I dah winnah!" WOOT!!!" She started to do dance about drunkenly.

Shika laid her head down gently on the table. "Man... to'ay was.. ridculous."

"Tell me about it," Kiba laughed, from across the bar. "Akamaru pissed acid pee on the photographer."

"Ha! My kids fought like frickin' animals," Shika managed to chuckle.

"Don't even get me started on mine..." Tenten sighed

"Buaha! My eva-youthfu' team was ehcellent today!" Lee announced, cheeks pink.

"Ho shit..." Naruto breathed. "Lee isn't allowed to get drunk..."

"Why's that?" Pyre asked, frowning.

"He- He can use the Drunken Fist Technique. It's outrageously powerful."

"Lee shad dah hell up and si'down!!!!" Kia yelled throwing a.... fish at him. The fish hit Lee with surprising force. He seemed to be temporarily knocked out.

"Kia..." Shika started, slowly turning to face her. "Where the fuck di' ya get a fish?"

"Where didn't I get a fish?" she giggled, and took a seat.

Pyre sweatdropped ,"Well at least he's out long enough for this..." she held the team photos in her hand.

"Oooooooh I wannah seeeee!!!!" Kia yelled jumping up and down... before falling on her butt, "Mint ta du dhat!"

Pyre let the photos be passed around, and the bar was filled with gasps, snorts, and giggles.

"Keke mine was sooo da worst," Shika chuckled, and tossed the picture to Kia.

"No way! My picture is even off-center because Akamaru tackled the photographer!" Kiba protested.

Tenten joined in with, "My children managed to look like a young group of terrorists... when they were smiling."

"I'll put money on the fact that mine was the worst!" Shika barked, smiling broadly.

"I'll... I'll put moneh on Lee's picture!" Kia declared, waving the photo of Mitsu being thrown miles by Biri's vectors, Tynan's mouth hanging wide-open, and Lee smiling obliviously.

Pyre started to snicker, "Hey explaines why Naruto and I found Mitsu in a tree after he fell from the sky."

Shika paused, then burst out laughing. "H-He didn't land till... hours later??"

"Seems so."

"Okay, okay," Naruto laughed. "Place your bets, I'll be the judge."

"I put... 1,000 ryo on my team's picture," Shika mumbled out, and flicked the coins across the table to Naruto.

"I'm bettin' 5,000 on mine!" Kiba exclaimed with a toothy grin, chucking the coins over as well.

"Okay, 2,000 on mine," Tenten said, and dropped the money in Naruto's hand.

"50,000 ON LEE'S!" Kia cackled, dancing wildly.

"Kia... you don't have that much, do you?" Pyre asked sceptically.

"Ooh, we're bettin real moneh? Then 1,500 for meh!"

Pyre turned to asked Shikamaru what his bet was, and sweat-dropped. He was already asleep, "Lazy ass..."

"WAKE UP YA LAZY ASS BRUTHA!!!" Shika yelled, whacking Shikamaru upside the head. He was startled awake, then glared at his drunken sister.

"What is it?"

Shika licked his cheek playfully, her panther tail flicking. "Place your bet on your team picture being the worst!"

He whipped the slobber off his cheek in disgust, "Eck. 2,500 on mine..." he lazily placed the money on the table.

Kia was poking the twicthing knocked out Lee, "He shtill need ta place hish bet!"

Naruto smiled devilishly, rubbed chakra-charged hands together, and jolted them against Lee's back. Lee leapt up, his cheeks red.

"Plash ya bet fur dah worsht team photo!!!" Kia yelled at Lee.

Lee emptied the contents of his pockets, including 3,000 ryo, some lint, and teeth whitening gum.

"I puts it on... Naruto's team. Yuh."

"Naruto doesn't have a team dumbass," Shika chided.

"YOU CALLIN ME A DUMBASS??" Lee cried, grabbing Kiba by the collar.

"I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING YOU CRAZY DRUNK!" Kiba growled, shoving Lee off him.

"Hehe yup tis was me." Shika snickered.

Lee narrowed his crossed eyes and lunged at Naruto. "Not cool man. I even bet on ya..."

Naruto barked out a laugh, and gave a Lee a chakra-charged thwak! on the head. Lee frowned comically, and fell straight forward.

"As far we know, the headache he'll have tomorrow is just from the hangover..." Naruto smirked. "Now, to judge this thing! All bets are placed?"

Everyone either nodded or made a drunken grunt. Naruto gathered all the photos, held them side by side, and just compared for a minute or two.

"Ho shit." he finally sighed, grinning wildly. "Kiba. Hands fuckin down."

Everyone groaned who had bet on someone else, but still got some laughs out of the picture. The whole photo was off center - Akamaru had acid pee'd and tackled the photographer. Mayumi had leapt into a sweat-dropping Nekko's arms, Katan was laughing like a madman, and Kiba was horror-struck as he watched his dog spray the man with corrosive piss.

What a day.