7 Chapter 7 : Learning Sucks Ass (1/2)

Before I start this chapter, I just want to give a quick shout out to MazniBanichki for saying ”Thanks for the Chapter” on every chapter. I think it's funny, but you're an absolute unit dude. lol. And for your ideas, I do read them and consider implementing them to the story but I might not. We'll just see what happens. Nevertheless, I appreciate them and keep them coming.

Kenji's heart fluttered as a bead of sweat inched down the edge of his face. The streets were uninhabited. Like everyone disappeared. Kenji ran as fast as he could. Not looking back, Kenji made it to home. He completely disobeyed Aya's instructions, but he didn't have time to think. Whatever was about to happen Kenji didn't want to be part of it.

Along the four way intersection of Kenji's fear, Four Anbu officers emerged.

The catfish masked shinobi turned to his comrades and stated, ”When can we proceed?!?!?” Catfish jumped up and down like a child despite the gray streaks in his brown hair.

”Patience.” said the collected Alligator mask.

1 year later....

Six year old Kenji stormed from home struggling with a half piece of toast in his mouth. He arched his back in attempt to locate the other arm hole for his jacket.

”Be careful!!!” an enraged Aya stood in the doorway with a steaming cup in hand. The grey streaks in her red hair became thicker. Kenji waved his arm in the air, finally getting his jacket in position. As soon as he waved, he flickered away.

The year was very eventful for Kenji and Hansuke both. Both learned a few harder jutsu for their respective affinities and Kenji even achieved the second tomoe in his sharingan on his own time, much to his suprise. What really marveled Aya this year, was his advancement in taijutsu. He grew to love fighting too much. Kenji had even asked Aya to teach him Kenjutsu six months ago.

Kenji didn't even need to try during history. The only historical event he 'learned' this year was the massacre of a clan from Konoha called the Uchiha. For some reason, Kenji rather enjoyed the lesson on this massacre. Even though it was quick and undetailed. The mist really doesn't like the Leaf I guess.

Kenji and Hansuke became even closer due to their fight from day one. It was impossible for something not to revolve through the crowd of civilians. People learned of the class of greats, the two prodigies, and the depressing teacher. But the point that raised flags was Kenji's Great Fireball Jutsu. It only made everyone hate him more. Hansuke walked with Kenji one day to spend the night at Kenji's, and both were even attacked by an older man with a pitchfork. They obviously remained unscathed, but things were beginning to get out of hand.

After Kenji flickered away, he later appeared next to the academy. A few minutes later, Hansuke appeared with a kunai to Kenji's neck. Kenji looked down to see a pink glossy scar on his best friend's forearm. Kenji smiled. Kenji quickly retreated and slung his wrist in a hidden fashion. A kunai pierced the bushes about thirty feet away and sailed straight for Hansuke. While a little startled, Hansuke managed to snag the handle right before impact. The sharpened tip almost in his eye was a little unsettling but he remained cool.

”You're still playing around with that wire?” Hansuke wore a smug face.

”I have to make you stay on your toes so you don't fall too far behind me.” Kenji said.

Hansuke widened his eyes with a hurt face. ”Ah... You....” Hansuke looked down in shame with a smile as he was interrupted every time he tried to cover himself.

Both laughed about Hansuke's misfortune until the decision was made to make it to class early today. Both of the kids were conversing as they walked through the door until their eyes met the center of the room. They froze. The Anbu Commander was exchanging papers with Mr. Yuto. This man hasn't appeared to them since the first day of school.

Kenji and Hansuke were the first in the classroom and heard the Commander assure Mr. Yuto that ”They will be in good hands.”