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T h e E P I L O G U E
Curtain Call
A u t h o r e d B y : L i n W e s t
"Kakashi-sensei! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to collapse!" Naruto cries through labored gasps.
I roll my eyes, Naruto really has no endurance.
A man with his face obstructed by a black cowl and an eyepatch sighs, "Maa, I guess that's your limit then. That's too bad."
With a growl Naruto continues doing his one-handed push ups.
Before either of us can even be considered for our mysterious occupation we have to be in peak physical condition and despite both our athletic builds, it's not enough. This line of work requires advanced physical and mental skills. According to Kakashi-sensei, as he has us call him, in normal society you aren't given the opportunity to achieve your highest state of being. So for the next four years we will undergo training with our sensei and other students to compensate for this fact. The catch is that not all the students will be accepted into the ranks, only the three tops students will be able to join the mysterious workforce. The rest will undergo the schooling again.
A little fact that Gaara failed to include in his description of the job.
To this day we haven't been directly told what this job will consist of. Its supposedly very top secret, has good pay, and once we've accepted the job we won't be able to back out. Bu then again, I personally don't care about the details. As long as we can make enough money and live safely here I don't care what I have to do.
Gaara, after providing a helicopter ride across the border, dropped us off at a very large farmhouse in the middle of the countryside. He escorted us to Kakashi-sensei who instantly recognized us as the "Sexy Runaways". We were recommended by Gaara to join the academy and Kakashi accepted immediately (a bit too enthusiastically in my opinion) and told us he'd contact headquarters about the new students. Gaara left soon after, much to Naruto's disappointment.
Kakashi kindly explained to us that only three students are picked every four years and there have been men and women here their entire lives trying to get in. In order for us to even think about getting the job we'd have to aspire to top everyone in the entire school. We were then described our training routine, classes, and duties.
Duties are the daily chores that must be performed: taking care of the fields, cleaning animal pens daily, milking cows in the morning, cleaning your dorm daily, cleaning your own dishes after every meal, cleaning the bathroom/bathhouse, and among other things. I for one don't mind all the chores since they're letting us stay here for free.
We were given forms and then escorted us to our room. Kakashi shortly before darting off that this would be the room we should share during our time here. We were to fill out the forms, leave our luggage here, and wait for him to return.
Shortly afterwards we were dragged to class and introduced to Kakashi's "superman" workout routine. Kakashi claps his hands joyfully. "Alright, once you're finished please start your 50 laps around the house!"
As I stand to start running with the rest of the class, I hear a loud groan from Naruto's general direction.
After a long, full day we're sent back to our rooms. Naruto flops down onto his bed and buries his head in the pillow. Our room consists of two small twin beds that creak noisily at the slightest movement, a window, a table, chair, and dresser. The room itself isn't that large and the walls are thin to accommodate to Mexico's oppressingly hot weather. Unfortunately thin walls mean no banging Naruto.
Not being able to bang Naruto makes me very angry.
But then again, I could just gag him...
"I hate this place," Naruto groans. I frown and turn to him, Naruto didn't take the physically rigorous agenda very gracefully. Although I found the work exhausting and draining, you just have to keep pushing yourself and let your body go on autopilot. Naruto seemed to lack the discipline to do so. He ended up collapsing at noon.
"Are you sure you're OK now? You really scared me when you fainted back there..."
"Don't remind me!" A wide blush spreads across his face, "Everyone was laughing. No one here will take me seriously now!"
I sit down next to him on his bed, "So?"
"It's embarrassing."
I ruffle his hair, "You worry too much. Who cares what a bunch of country bumpkins think of you? Go to sleep."
He turns onto his back to face me, "But..."
"Idiot." I lean down and press a butterfly kiss to his lips. "Sleep. You'll need your strength for tomorrow."
With a pout, his arms encircle my neck and pull me down on top of him. "Only if you stay with me."
"Of course."
THE END.