I looked at the Chief Toad and the Sage atop his head with more than a little trepidation. Jiraiya-sensei was looking at me like I was a mousy morsel and he was one hungry cat. In other words, I was lunch. Cat and Zhen, smarter than me, had hidden about two hundred meters away. "Cowards!!" I howled in their directions. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." I chanted to myself. I slid into a guard, bringing my scimitar into a guard in front of my chest. For what little good it would do me. All that freakin' toad would have to do is just step on me. I'd be Chessy-flavored Ninja Jam on the forest floor. This was going to be tricky.
"Okay, Bunta! The oil!" Pervy Sage Sensei yelled out as he started forming hand signs. The katas were so fast I couldn't even see what was coming....until he made the sign of the Tiger.
"SHIT!!! He would have to use Fire Style Ninjutsu on me, wouldn't he? Where's a fire rat robe when you need one?" I cursed in a continuous stream. I cursed the day I was born, the day I decided to become a ninja, the day I graduated the Ninja Academy, the day I became a genin, the day I became a chunin, the day I became a Jonin, the day I decided to train as an ANBU Black Ops, and the day I met Jiraiya....and every day in between. I knew that my only chance lay in evasion. There was no way to block such a powerful shinobi, not when he was in his element. There was only one way to move now...which I knew about only thanks to Naruto Uzumaki. I resolved to kiss that boy the next time I saw him. And I didn't even really like him that much. But for giving me information that would save me from being fricasseed by my own sensei, yeah, I was just about ready to French kiss the boy.
"TOAD FLAME BOMB NO JUTSU!!!"
Here it comes, I thought with a grimace on my face.