Name: Haruno Sakura
Title: Genin (+10 increase to experience gain)
Level: LV9 Next Level: 84.56
HP: 300/300
CP: 250/250
STR: 10
VIT: 30
DEX: 20
INT: 100
WIS: 150
LUK: 8
Status: Perfect Control (+15 WIS per level, -50% cost to all jutsu), Fangirl (-25% decrease to experience gain, -50% decrease to bonus stat gain), Book Smart (+10 INT per level, -75% CP, +25% increase to skill experience).
Haruno Sakura is the smartest student in class. Though very intelligent she is not very physically gifted. She pines after Uchiha Sasuke and is bitter rivals with Yamanaka Ino for 'Sasuke-kun's affections.
No matter how much he wishes he could deny it, Sasuke is strong, really strong, stronger than Tenten who easily kicked his ass all those months ago. On the flipside of that was Sakura who no matter how much he wishes he could deny it, she was weak, really weak. She clearly didn't take training very seriously. And that damned 'Fangirl' status was going to be the biggest detriment to her getting any better. But that brought up a whole new question. How the hell could he cure her of it? Could he even cure her of it?
Naruto let all that go for the moment, his sensei should be arriving any minute now. However, when 'any minute now' turned into another hour all bets were off.
"That's it, this guy is getting pranked," said Naruto loudly, his boiling point finally reached. "Sakura, have you got any glitter?"
"What? Why would have any glitter? What kind of question is that?" She demanded, clearly acting affronted.
"I'll take that as a yes, can I have some of it?" he requested, holding a hand out to her.
Sakura frowned before reaching into her hip pouch and producing a small glass bottle filled with the sparkly crap. "I was saving this for . . . "
"I won't use all of it, I only need a little," explained Naruto, taking the bottle.
Naruto then walked to the chalkboard and grabbed an eraser, he then ran the eraser down the ledge picking up as much chalk dust as he could. Walking to the door next, Naruto pull a chair up next to it and proceeded to wedge the eraser in the door. Naruto then opened the glitter bottle ever so carefully so as to not get any on himself and poured a little of the stuff on top of the eraser. Task done, Naruto recapped the bottle and returned it to Sakura before taking his seat again feeling very self-satisfied.
"You know that won't work on him, right? I mean, he is a jounin," said Sakura, looking on skeptically.
"Maybe, but I'd bet it's more likely to succeed given he won't expect something so rudimentary," argued Naruto.
Sakura narrowed her eyes at Naruto. "Fine, what's the bet?"
Naruto blinked several times in surprise. He hadn't expected Sakura to actually make a bet out of it. "Really? You want to bet me? Okay, let see . . . Ah, I got it. You have to train with me on Training Field 11 this afternoon, after I meet with the old man."
"And if I win, you can never ask me on a date ever again," said Sakura, feeling some satisfaction at the possibility of getting him to leave her alone.
"Deal," said Naruto, offering his hand to her.
Sakura shook his hand then sat back to wait and watch with eager anticipation.
Unfortunately that eager anticipation faded after another hour of waiting.
"I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I hope I lose the bet," said Sakura, earning a laugh from Naruto.
The sliding of the door snapped Naruto's attention to the door where a man with gravity defying grey hair had stuck his head in just in time to see the eraser hit his head and explode in a puff of chalk and glitter.
Naruto grinned victoriously.
"Hmm, my first impression is that I really hate you guys . . . is that glitter?" he asked as an afterthought.
"Yep," said Naruto. "Don't be late again, it will only escalate from here."
"You, I might kill," he said, trying to brush out the chalk and glitter with his hand only to cause it to spread instead. "Anyway, meet me on the roof," he ordered, vanishing a moment later leaving behind leaves and glitter.
Sakura finally giggled which soon turned in to a laugh that she was joined by Naruto in.
"Idiots," grumbled Sasuke, standing and marching out the door.
Sakura stopped laughing instantly and followed after Sasuke like a lost little puppy.
Naruto stopped laughing a few moments later when he realized he was all alone in the room. He quickly ran to catch up to his teammates and join them on the roof.
Up on the roof Naruto was greeted by the sight of his sensei sitting on a railing reading a little orange book he was all too familiar with. Naruto couldn't help the smirk that appeared on his face at the sight.
"Take a seat," the man said without looking up from his book.
Naruto and his team sat down across from the man on one of the rooftop benches. The silence was odd, the man wasn't saying anything, just occasionally turning the page of his book. After a bit of time, he finally closed his book.
"So, let's start with some introductions," he said.
"What do you want to know?" asked Sakura.
"Oh you know, likes, dislikes, hobbies, dreams for the future, that kind of thing," he explained.
"Why don't you go first, show us how it's done," suggested Sakura.
"My name is Hatake Kakashi. What I like and dislike is private. Dreams for the future . . . hmm. I have lots of hobbies."
"All we learned was he name," stated Naruto and Sakura deadpan.
"You go Pinky," he ordered.
"My name is Haruno Sakura, What I like is . . ." she paused to look at Sasuke and giggle. "My dream . . ." she paused again and giggled harder.
"And dislikes?"
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