Actually from my own fic Trust, but I really wanna see what you do with it: "Oh how rude, do you want me to talk to them for you? Maybe send them a strongly worded letter? A talk to their parents?"
Forgive me. I'm not a gamer, and I have no idea what I'm doing, but I had fun with it.
“Behind you!” Tenzou yelled.
“I see them,” Genma replied, pressing the the down arrow on this controller and trying to get out of the line of fire.
It didn’t work, and for the third time that evening hewas dead. Tenzou continued his assault, but it didn’t take long, they were clearly outmatched.
A moment later the discord dings started:
JuudaimeHokage: Again?
LeafTaichou: I think I’ve been humiliated enough for one day.
BoltsNScrews: Oh look, they’re scared. That didn’t take long.
Despite his better judgment, Genma snatched up his controller and pressed start.
SinbonSucker: You’re on
Tenzou wasn’t paying a bit of attention, he’s already starting to move away. By the time he knew what was happening, his health was rapidly decreasing. “What the hell?” he complained, even as he flopped back down onto the ratty sofa, and grabbed his controller.
ANBU headquarters was always seen by outsiders as stark and frightening, however the inside was anything but… at least on this level. With a job like this, everyone needed to blow off stress, and the main floor was designed for just that. The gaming area was put in by the newest Hokage, and Genma thought it was, without a doubt, the best idea Naruto had ever had.
He and Tenzou had made a good team, and had destroyed foes with ruthless efficiency. Until they came along. JuudaimeHokage and BoltNScrews had been a thorn in his side for a week now. Not only were they unable to beat them, Genma was beginning to suspect they were civilians. They seemed to have a set schedule, only playing after 17:00 or so.
Two more losses was enough for Tenzou to refuse to play anymore, and Genma reluctantly turned off the machine.
Tenzou had poured two cups of coffee before returning, and passing one to Genma. “I’m beginning to think they aren’t civilians, they can’t be. They’re strategy is too good.”
“No way, they never get on line in the middle of the night!”
“Fair point, they seem to have a healthy sleep schedule, I can’t remember the last time I slept through the night.” Tenzou agreed, along with a general murmuring of onlookers, who loved to see the smirk wiped off Genma’s face. “But what about JuudaimeHokage? That can’t be a civilian, it almost sounds like a kid,” he trailed off his mind suddenly spinning.
“Did you say JuudaimeHokage?” Sai asked.
“Yes?”
“That's Sarada. Is she playing with BoltsNScrews?”
“Yes,” they both answered, exchanging a worried look.
“That would be Boruto, according to Inojin they are a formidable pair. No one at the academy has ever beaten them.” And with an unsettling smile, Sai pulled his mask over his face, and walked out the door.
Raidou and Ibiki couldn’t contain their glee any longer and burst into what would almost be called giggles.
“Wait, so you guys have been losing to academy brats?” Raidou asked.
“That little shit,” Genma mumbled to himself. “Don’t you remember, last week, what he said he would do to mother?”
“Oh how rude, do you want me to talk to them for you? Maybe send them a strongly worded letter? A talk to their parents?" Ebiki taunted.
“I hate you all.”