Imagination

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Chapter 4: Beyond


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Naruto lay on the bed. Where else should, or better yet: could, he possible go? After all, he was still tied down to it. The blond huffed in annoyance, waiting for someone to untie him. He wasn’t the most patient guy on the planet.

Five minutes passed and Naruto began to struggle against the bonds again. After another ten minutes, he tried to break the bonds with his teeth until he settled to screaming on the top of his lungs. All of his attempts were to no avail, only succeeding in making him hoarse. (A/N: Wow, Rock Lee really slept like a log! O__o)

Now, all he could do was lying down still, waiting for someone to help him.

“Fuck!” Naruto shouted as loud as his hoarse voice allowed him to. Life couldn’t be any worse, could it?

Another 30 minutes passed by, Naruto noticed as he watched the round clock on the wall ticking away precious seconds of his life. The blond decided to kill some time by taking in his surroundings. The room was so… white and sterile. Naruto shuddered. He hated doctors, hospitals and white rooms. They belonged together, so it was only natural to him that he disliked them. When he was younger he was often hospitalised. They used to do various tests with him, saying that they didn’t know what was wrong with him. Later, they sent him to a psychologist; and all that was just because of his invisible friend. He was so real to him that his parents decided to send him from one doctor to the next and back.

Naruto gritted his teeth.

“Damn bastard,” the blond snarled angrily.

“Who’s a bastard?” a gentle voice asked, causing Naruto to crane his neck to see the one who just had spoken.

The door slid open, giving way to the dark haired woman who had left him there earlier.

“You—“ Naruto shouted furiously. “Untie me! NOW!” The steam coming from his ears could heat a teakettle.

“Slowly, slowly. Why are you so hectic?” The nurse asked innocently as though she didn’t tie him down and the blond would be able to move around freely, only lying down because he wanted to.

“You know very well! UNTIE ME! NOW!” Naruto repeated himself, louder this time.

Shizune sighed, resigning. “Okay, okay. Don’t make a fuss,” the dark haired woman murmured, annoyed at the young boy’s loud shouts.

She untied the blond as he asked her to do – well, maybe “ask” isn’t the right word; order would match better.

Naruto clenched his fist a few times, mainly for two reasons:

1. His hands felt numb by now and he wanted to restart his blood circulation.
2. The thought of beating the shit out of Shizune for tying him down didn’t leave his mind.

After a few minutes he was able to feel his limbs again, but despite of being happy about that fact, the blond merely huffed in annoyance and turned to leave without looking back at the dark haired woman.

“What a weird boy,” the raven haired nurse sighed, irritated but eased at the same time. “Naruto Uzumaki.” Her face brightened up a little bit as she said the blonde’s name softly, a gentle smile adorning her pale features.

Meanwhile the whiskered youth was running through the corridors, looking for his classroom which was supposed to be somewhere around there.

“Damn it! Where the hell is that room?” Naruto cursed under his breath, never slowing down his pace.

That was when he came to an abrupt, screeching halt all of a sudden. His eyes studied the numbers on the door; B45, there wasn’t any doubt about that. He had found his classroom! Yay! One hundred balloons rose in the air, signalling his joy. He really felt like celebrating when he opened the door, grinning like a Cheshire cat and wanting to tell everyone that he had found their classroom all by himself on his first day in school, but found his smile fading at the sight before his very own eyes.

‘That guy again; I totally forgot about him in my euphoria. Damn it!’ Naruto thought grimly as he eyed the raven haired youth in front of him, blocking his way.

“Ah, there you are, Naruto-kun,” Kakashi said, smiling beneath his mask, his visible right eye turned into an upside down ‘u’ as he continued: “I was about to send Sasuke-kun to pick you up. Come in now and take the seat next to Sasuke-kun.”

The two teenagers just stood there – so close to each other that they were almost touching – not moving an inch, unintentionally causing quite a stir amongst the students and their silver haired teacher by their staring and ‘Let’s see who’ll move first’ contest.

Kakashi cleared his throat, he grew tired of waiting. “Would you please come in? I’d like to start today’s lesson.”

Naruto looked around the raven in front of him, facing the older, masked man. “I would, really, I would, but, unfortunately, I can’t.” The whiskered boy snapped at their teacher, earning a very audible sigh.

“Sasuke-kun,” Kakashi rubbed his temples in an attempt to soothe his beginning headache. “Would you please step aside so Naruto-kun can enter the room? Just sit down already, both of you.”

Sasuke glared at the silver haired man. He wouldn’t admit it, but it was fun to challenge the blond. The whiskered boy wouldn’t flinch at his intense stare like many other people he knew. He had guts, Sasuke could tell.

With a “Hn” the raven haired boy stepped aside, allowing the younger teen to enter the room and walked over to his seat silently. Naruto followed since he was supposed to sit next to the raven.

When both sat down, Kakashi cleared his throat again, succeeding in attracting his students’ attention.

“Today, since it is your first day in your new school, we’ll do something funny!” the silver haired man beamed happily. “We’ll introduce ourselves!”

A murmur went through the crowd of students; obviously most of his new students weren’t overly delighted with the silver haired man’s idea.

A loud, enthusiastic voice rang through the room, shouting “Yoshi! I’ll start then!”

As if on command, the remaining 16 heads, including Kakashi’s, turned around to face the brave one who wanted to start this cruel game called “introduce yourself”. If it was a game, it would be crueller than Jumanji because students tend pick on someone for what they say easily.

“My name is Rock Lee! I’m 15 years young and enjoy my youthful days with sports! I don’t like old wimps. I hope we’ll all become friends and enjoy our youthfulness together, and if I can’t find friends here, I’ll try harder and do 500 sit-ups.” The young bowl-cut, dark haired youth bowed politely and sat down, leaving many of his classmates and his silver haired teacher staring at him wide eyed; dumbfounded.

‘He kind of reminds me of someone…’ Kakashi thought frightened, but didn’t show his uneasiness around his new students.

“Well done, Lee-kun. Thank you very much. Now, who’s next?” The teacher asked, smiling encouragingly.

Seeing as no one volunteered to introduce himself, Kakashi picked one himself to “volunteer”.

“You,” he pointed at the blond, whiskered boy. “Please tell us something about you.”

Naruto stood up, glancing at his new teacher then at his new classmates. Except for the raven haired bastard next to him, he knew no one.

The blond took a deep breath to calm down, but failed miserably when he sputtered out: “My name’s Uzumaki Naruto-sama, but you can call me the invincible!”

It was already too late when Naruto realised what he had just said; the whole class was laughing at him. He slapped his forehead frustrated.

“Good job, dobe. Did you really think you could find any friends like that?” a voice next to him blurted out the truth Naruto knew all too well.

“Shut up!” Naruto exclaimed against the raven haired boy next to him who just stared at him blankly in return.

“What?” the Uchiha asked the enraged blond. “I didn’t say anything, dobe.”

“Oh yes, you did, bastard; and you know that!” the whiskered youth pointed a finger accusingly at the raven.

“Wow, he really does look like me.” Naruto heard the same deep voice he had heard before, but found that the raven’s lips didn’t move. Instead, another person materialised in front of the blond, standing next to the raven and eying him. Naruto was shocked to see his invisible friend standing beside the boy who just looked like him; it was as though the bastard had a clone.

“Hey there, Naruto-kun,” his invisible friend beamed happily, turning around to face the blond, shocked teen.

“Get lost! Leave me alone!” Naruto exclaimed against his invisible friend, only to find another person answering to his request.

“No, Naruto-kun. I won’t get lost. But if you don’t sit down and be quiet that instant, I’ll put you in detention and, who knows, you’ll get lost. Did I make myself clear?” Kakashi asked, his voice holding a strange, cheerful tone.

The whiskered boy turned around to face his teacher quickly. ‘Fuck!’ he cursed mentally. ‘Stupid invisible friends…’

“Yes, sir.” The blond said in a small voice; barely audible.

“Good. Now, you may sit down.” Kakashi said cheerfully. Pointing at the raven haired youth next to Naruto to introduce himself next.

The dark haired boy stood up, glaring straight at his teacher, saying, “Hn. My name is Uchiha Sasuke.” With that small introduction Sasuke sat down again, leaving the girls in his class with hearts in their eyes.

‘The new heart-throb in the class is announced.’ Kakashi thought, eying the screaming or fainting girls and then the unimpressed raven.

“Good. You’re next.” Kakashi pointed at the pink haired girl next to Sasuke.

“Hai!” The girl stood up immediately. “My name is Haruno Sakura and I’m 15 years young. I like…” she stole a glance at the raven haired boy next to her, squealing in delight. It was then that Naruto’s invisible friend decided to annoy the poor blond again.

“Is this going to take long?” the dark haired asked. “She should just shut up soon.”

“What did I do to deserve this.” Naruto whined, hiding his face under his arms as he slumped down on the table.

“… and I hate Naruto!” the pink haired girl decided, hearing the blond saying that, she assumed he meant her. Attack was the defence, wasn’t it? And if the blond didn’t like her, she wouldn’t like him as well.

Naruto looked up to see what he had done wrong, only to see the hateful look on the green eyed girl’s face.

‘Damn it.’ Naruto thought angrily. His invisible friend would cause him to find more enemies than friends in less than five minutes.

“Thank you, Sakura-chan, I understand. Please sit down again.” The silver haired teacher took some notes when the young girl sat down again.

“Well then. It’s your turn. Please introduce yourself.” The older man said, encouraging the blond girl.

“I’m Yamanaka Ino and I’m better than billboard forehead over there in any way, right, Sasuke-kun?” it was an open declaration of war from the blonde girl, daring the pink haired one to argue with her which she did, or would’ve done if Kakashi hadn’t gone between the two furious fangirls.

“Thank you, Ino-chan. Now, please – ouch – sit down.” Fangirls could be very violent, Kakashi figured out as he tried to stop them from punching and kicking each other, and got hit himself.

The silver haired man rubbed his abused cheek as he called out for the next one to introduce himself. “You’re next.”

The red haired boy stood up, growling an annoyed “I’m Sabaku Gaara” before he sat down again.

The silver haired man didn’t say a word as he chose the next one quickly. ‘This class is so weird. Either it’s frightening weird or weird weird.’

“Please introduce yourself.” The silver haired teacher tried to smile but found it hurt too much.

The dark haired youth stood up, showing himself to the other students. “I’m Kamen Sai. I like drawing and penises. But I mostly like drawing penises. Nice to meet your penises.” The raven haired teen sat down again, leaving dumbfounded classmates and an equal dumbfounded teacher behind.

“What the fuck?!” a boy with shaggy brown hair exclaimed suddenly, a tall white dog sitting beside him barked in approval.

“And you are…?” Kakashi asked, slightly frightened by now.

“I’m Inuzuka Kiba and this is Akamaru.” Kiba said proudly, his loyal dog barking happily.

“You realise that dogs aren’t allowed in school?” The silver haired teacher asked, wondering why he hadn’t seen the huge dog before.

“I’m going nowhere without Akamaru. So if you throw him out, I’ll also leave!” Kiba stated, his voice held a final tone.

“Fine then,” Kakashi resigned. “Your dog can stay as long as it doesn’t disturb the lessons, your classmates, you or me in any way possible.”

“Yeah.” Kiba said happily. Akamaru remained silent this time, understanding what would happen if it barked now.

“Good. Now, who wants to introduce himself next?” the silver haired teacher looked around his class. There were still 8 students who hadn’t introduced themselves yet.

“How about you then?” The masked man asked, forcing a smile.

The young, dark haired girl stood up slowly. “I… I’m… Hyuuga Hinata. Nice to meet… you,” she said timidly; stealing a glance at the blond haired boy two rows in front of her, her face flushed a bright pink.

“Thank you, Hinata-chan. Please sit down again.” Kakashi said, motioning to the girl to sit down again, which she did.

“It’s your turn to introduce yourself. So if you would please stand up…” the masked man said, motioning to the boy next to Hinata.

The brown haired boy stood up. “I’m Hyuuga Neji. I’m pleased to meet you.” He said sternly.

“Hyuuga, huh? Are you related to Hinata-chan?” Kakashi asked curiously.

“Yes, we’re cousins. Touch her and you’ll die.” The teen stated coolly.

‘Overprotective little brat.’ “Well, thank you, Neji-kun. Please sit down again.” Kakashi said, smiling soothingly at the younger boy.

“Hn.” Neji said, taking a seat again.

“So, who’s next?” the silver haired man asked.

“I’m… yum… Aki… yum, yum… michi… yum… Chou… yum… ji.” A big boy stated while crunching some potato crisps.

“Eh… what?” Kakashi asked confusedly, he didn’t understand one word of what the younger boy said.

“This is so troublesome.” Another boy sighed. “His name is Akimichi Chouji and I’m Nara Shikamaru. Nice to meet you.”

“Ah, all right. Thank you, Shikamaru-kun.” Again, Kakashi took some notes before he turned his attention back to his class.

‘There are only four left. Hang in there, Kakashi!’ the silver haired man encouraged himself before he went on, “You’re next.”

A young blonde girl stood up, her hair tied in four ponytails. “My name is Sabaku Temari. I’m Gaara’s and Kankuro’s sister.” At this she pointed to the boy next to her.

“There are many people related to each other in here.” Kakashi said his thoughts aloud unconsciously.

“Thank you, Temari-chan. Do you want to introduce yourself next, Kankuro-kun?” Kakashi asked.

“What is there left to say?” Kankuro asked back.

“Umm… you might tell us something you like.” The silver haired man suggested.

“I like puppets.” Kankuro stated calmly, ignoring the few stares directed his way as he pulled out some puppets and played with them. “You’re going down!” the puppeteer said, lowering his voice. “No, you’re going down!” he replied to his monologue, raising his voice a little bit.

“Umm… Thank you, Kankuro-kun?!” Kakashi interrupted the boy’s puppet show, turning to choose the next “volunteer”.

“You’re next.” He gazed at the dark haired girl pleadingly, hoping she wasn’t as weird as the boy before her.

“Hai. I’m Ama Tenten. I really like weapons and it’s nice to meet you all.” Tenten beamed happily.

“Tenten-chan, you don’t carry any weapons with you right now, do you?” The masked teacher asked suspiciously.

“Just a few,” Tenten answered sweetly.

“Please hand them over to me then.” Kakashi said, walking towards the brown haired girl’s desk.

Tenten sighed but pulled out her beloved weapons anyway. 3 kunai, 20 shuriken, a tantô, a kodachi, a wakizashi, a katana, a tachi, 4 kama, 7 sai, …

The pile of weapons in front of the young girl grew and Kakashi’s eyes widened.

“Enough!” the silver haired man finally exclaimed. “Listen, you won’t bring any weapons to school ever again and I’m willing to forget about them. But for today, I’ll confiscate these.” The masked man picked up the weapons on the desk and carried them over to his own desk one by one. After a few minutes of carrying the weapons though the classroom, he turned around to face his class again. There was still one left…

“Please introduce yourself.” The silver haired man felt uneasy at the thought what might happen next.

The boy stood up but didn’t say anything. Instead, there were many insects flying above his head, forming a sentence. “My name is Aburame Shino. I tame insects for movies and TV shows. It’s nice to meet you.”

Despite the fact that the insects spoke for him, he was one of the most talkative in his class. Kakashi sighed. “Thank you Shino-kun. Please sit down again.”

The boy did as he was told, when all of a sudden Naruto exclaimed, “We introduced ourselves. Now it’s only fair when you introduce yourself, too.”

Kakashi sighed once more. Wasn’t his lesson over anytime soon?

“Well then,” the masked man said calmly. “I’m your new homeroom teacher, Hatake Kakashi…” the silver haired man took a deep breath, his students’ attention focused on him. “That’s all I’m willing to tell you.”

“WHAT?!” Naruto exclaimed harshly.

“Is it over now?” his invisible dark haired friend yawned, obviously bored.

“Can’t you get lost already?!” he turned to his invisible friend, venting his wrath on him.

Sasuke glared at him angrily, “What did you say, dobe?”

“Don’t call me dobe, bastard.” Naruto retorted desperately. ‘What did I do to deserve two of them?’

“Naruto-kun, Sasuke-kun,” Kakashi exclaimed loudly, but the two boys didn’t stop their argument. In fact, it just got worse.

Naruto tackled Sasuke, throwing him to the ground, and started to punch him. Sasuke, on the other hand, kicked the blond in the stomach, earning a pained groan.

When the two teenagers rolled on the floor, punching and kicking each other furiously, Kakashi had had enough. “DETENTION! BOTH OF YOU!”


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Author’s note:

I always wondered why every teacher is so keen on forcing their students to introduce themselves. They say it’s because they want them to “get to know each other”, but, honestly, what do you usually learn about each other by the standard phrase: “Hello, my name is…. I’m … years old and I live in …. My hobbies are ….”

Name, age, city, hobbies; well, it could be interesting but usually it’s just boring and you hardly remember anything eventually. You won’t get to know each other by introducing yourself. Hell, it’s impossible to know a person thoroughly.

Is there anyone who never had to introduce himself at their first day in school or a new class?

I, myself, settled to something like “I’m weird. Nice to meet you” later on.

They used to forget it anyway, but at least they couldn’t blame me for not telling them afore.

And again I forced more work upon myself.

How troublesome it was to write all the introductions.

I’m still working on so many other things that I don’t know where to start anymore.


I need to go to the doctor… Well, I’d like to say that this could wait but unfortunately I can’t.

I have to phone someone… That can’t wait as well but I have to go to the doctor first.

I have to prepare my book review… It’s almost finished so I should be fine if I keep on drawing some more tomorrow.

I’m still waiting for the 20th December.

Narutimate Accel 2, YAY!

SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI SAI!!!

Heh heh, I’m not obsessed.

Ja, mata ne!



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