Chapter 22: 22 Shinobi Battle Tactics: Part One
(The Next Day)
Kakashi felt as if he was looking into a mirror of the past as he watched his latest team interact. Like he himself had done, Sasuke was leaning against the bridge ignoring all attempts at communication from the other two. Hinata was quiet and calm, just as Rin had been, and acted as the mediator between the two boys, although it was painfully obvious that she favored the blonde. Naruto was talking a mile-a-minute, while Hinata tried her best not to faint from the boy's close proximity. It was like seeing two people in one as Naruto painfully reminded him of both his late sensei and Uchiha teammate. He even had goggles just as Obito had.
Kakashi sighed. He'd probably have to pass this team too. The backlash from the civilian council and Hyuuga clan would be a pain in the ass if he were to fail the Uchiha and Hyuuga heirs. He also felt that he had an obligation to his sensei to ensure that his son received proper training.
However, he had his own code, and he was going to stick to it. If these students weren't able to determine the true meaning of the test, he would fail all of them. Perhaps he would take Naruto under his wing, but he would probably have to fight Kitsune over him.
But he was getting ahead of himself. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his trademark orange book and leaned back against the tree he was hiding in. Wouldn't want to make them think that he could actually arrive on time.
The breeze whipped through the training grounds causing Naruto to stop and sniff at the air. He scowled as he started scanning the tree line.
Hinata noticed this and asked, "What is it Naruto-kun?"
He shook his head as he said, "I could have sworn I just smelled Kakashi-sensei, but I don't see him anywhere."
He was surprised when he saw veins starting to bulge around Hinata's eyes as she scanned around the field. She stopped and turned toward the direction Naruto had previously pointed to. "He's over there sitting in that tree."
"What is he doing?" Sasuke piped in, curious what could possibly holding up their sensei.
"He seems to just be sitting and reading," she replied.
A tick mark formed on Naruto's head as he screamed, "HEY YOU BAKA-SENSEI! STOP WASTING OUR TIME READING YOUR STUPID BOOKS!"
A second late the spiky-haired appeared in a swirl of leaves saying, "Yo."
"YOU'RE LATE!" Naruto's scream echoed across the training ground.
"Nope. I've been here the whole time waiting for you to find me, and I got to say I'm a little disappointed." Even Sasuke sat up at this comment.
"You never said anything about finding you," Naruto balked.
"True, but you all haven't utilized any of this free time to do anything productive. All this time and you guys have just wasted it waiting around. Did it not occur to you to stretch or warm up before I got here? Maybe make some plans for the test?"
Even Sasuke looked away as the thought had not occurred to any of them. Kakashi sighed as he motioned for them to follow. As he reached a set of training posts, he reached into his bag and pulled out an alarm clock. It was time for the bell test to commence.
A shinobi must be able to conceal their movements and hide efficiently. This lesson was engraved into every student in the academy. That class was covered more thoroughly than any of the other practical classes, such as throwing kunai and shuriken. The class had a midterm assignment of sneaking from one side of Konoha to the other without being spotted by the planted shinobi hiding among the civilians. Many students were eventually caught due to being careless or reckless.
But not Sasuke and Hinata. Kakashi could still sense their chakra, but he couldn't see them at all. The fruits of their efforts were evident.
Naruto, however, had decided to ignore that class apparently. The blond boy appeared in a blur in front of Kakashi. The boy reminded him so much of his sensei, especially in that outfit.
"You know, compared to the others, you're not very bright."
"Why bother hiding? You're a jounin. No matter how well we conceal ourselves, you'd be able to find us no sweat."
"Now, now. You might be overestimating my capabilities a little much don't you think?"
The blonde vigorously shook his head. "Nope, Kitsune-san can find me anywhere, even when he's not trying. Even if you say you're a jounin, I'm certain your tracking skills up to par with him. Inu," the blonde finished with a mischievous grin.
If Kakashi was surprised, he didn't show it. The blond continued, "By the way, I wanted to thank you for stopping those villagers six years ago. It meant a lot to me."
Kakashi waved him off. "Think nothing of it. It was the least I could do. Now, if you are finished moping about in the past…" He began reaching into his pouch putting Naruto immediately at alert.
"Shinobi Battle Tactics: Part One," Kakashi said, sounding like a textbook. "Taijutsu, the physical part."
'Taijutsu…? Then why is he reaching for his pouch?' Naruto wondered as he prepared to snatch a kunai to defend himself. He was caught off foot as his sensei pulled out a familiar orange book.
"What are you…" Naruto asked confused.
"You can start whenever you feel like it," the jounin said as he flipped a page.
"Why… why are you reading that perveted book?"
"Why?" the silver haired man asked. "To find out what happens in the story obviously. Don't worry, I'm sure your weak attacks won't be enough to actually harm me."
Steam blowing out of his ears, the blonde rushed at the older man throwing out a punch with as much strength as he could muster. He was bothered when the man caught it without even looking.
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