Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
"I was training." Naruto said, tied up in a chair.
"HOW WAS THAT TRAINING?" Iruka cried.
"Hey, everyone!" Naruto looked at the class. "How many of you could avoid 12 ANBU and 18 chuunin or jonin for over an hour?"
Iruka paused. Now that Naruto put it like that, it was true. How in the world did Naruto, the dead-last, manage to do that? Even if he was naturally fast. Not to mention the fact that he wasn't caught until he was painting on the Yondaime's nosebleed- you would think someone would notice.
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