With a playful smile Shusuke invited him to sit beside him. The notion of this surprised him as he wasn't entirely sure where he stood with this kid. Their interactions have been mixed, but overall peaceful. He had an aura about him that said to Shishi 'I'm only a nuisance because I want to be seen'. He could empathize with this notion as he too just wanted to be seen. With no family anymore, due to the terrorist attack on the gates killing his father, he longed for connection, he felt so alone in this world. But not all was bleak and depressing! He was starting to make acquaintances, which is a critical first step towards friendship. "
Seems like we can't get rid of each other, eh?" Taking a seat next to Shusuke he would give him a friendly smile with his response. "
I know, right? I promise I'm not stalking you." A light jest to ease whatever tension might be lurking behind either one's subconscious. He would laugh a little at his own joke before pulling out a compilation notebook and two pre-sharpened pencils. He would lay them neatly, and parallel to each other. Thereafter Daiji-sensei announced the topic of the day. Under his breath he would whisper; "
Yes!" This was absolutely perfect. Understanding chakra was something he struggled with, he was at a huge disadvantage from most of these other kids. His father never bothered to teach him anything, so this was all new and exciting for him.
As the instructor said they would first go over the shinobi rules Shusuke would pull his attentions away from the teacher. "
Hey... About the other day at the hosp-" But before he could finish his thought Daiji-sensei would yell out, startling Shishiwakamaru in the process. "
GET DOWN!" Having been so shocked from the entire ordeal he froze instead of taking cover. With eyes as large as saucer plates he sat there helplessly as he witnessed their instructor save a life, but being critically injured in the process. The sight of blood, in this dire situation, made him want to vomit. Clasping both hands over his mouth it would take a great deal of effort to keep himself from hurling. And then silence screamed throughout the room as Daiji-sensei layed motionless, blood still pouring from his wounds into a pool below him.
Nearly jumping two feet in the air out of his seat, the door busting open with no source scared the living daylights out of him. It was moments like this that reminded him that perhaps he wasn't cutout for the shinobi life. Practically scared of his own shadow, the sight of blood making him queasy, how the hell would he ever make Med-nin?! Still he sat there frozen in fear while the courageous Shusuke took action and bolted towards Daiji. It was his next sentence that shook him from his flight/fight/freeze state. "
Does anyone else know Medical Ninjutsu?" Shishiwakamaru's brows furrowed in confusion, didn't Shusuke know some medical jutsu?
Shusuke performed another impressive technique for a student and was able to summon three clones of himself. He stationed them variously throughout the room. A faint glow would catch his eye, the young girl he had ran into the other day just outside the school was starting to glow. Was he the only kid here that didn't know how to do anything?! Shishiwakamaru's head began to spin as a sinister voice resounded through the school's PA system. He would, of course, make his way to the window, as many other students did, and saw the large group of bad guys, or at least they certainly looked like it. Could these be the same ones that killed his father? A burning welled up from within, was this hatred, or perhaps courage taking form, masquerading as vengeance? He didn't know for sure, but he couldn't just keep standing around doing nothing. That would just eventually lead to his own death, he refused to let them do what they did to his father to himself. Why did people become so corrupted and evil like this, to assault a school full of children? Cowards!
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Shishiwakamaru! What should we do?" Shishiwakamaru's heart would thud violently in response to this question. What should we do? Why was he asking him? Shusuke was probably the most advanced student here, surely he would know something. Before he could think, let alone formulate some sort of plan, Yuki would take command of her situation and acted. "
Move away from the door, it will explode if anyone but me comes back through it! Stay safe! I am going to go get help!" With an streteched out arm he would attempt to call Yuki back. "
Wait! We shouldn't..." And then she was gone. "
Split up..." His arm fell to his side in defeat, his fist clenching tightly. Yuki was as good as dead out there all alone against those guys. It was one thing to go up against two or three other shinobi, but you would have to be an incredible fighter to even stand a chance. Yuki was but a child, going up against even one of those adult ninja would spell certain doom!
For a Nara he was a dunce, he wasn't entirely all that smart, he couldn't even manipulate shadows. But if Shusuke wasn't up to the task, and Yuki and already disappeared, and the rest of the class unsure of what to do, Shishiwakamaru would have no other choice but to take charge, as best he could. First he needed to assess the other children. He had a fair idea of what Shusuke was about. He knew that he was quite skilled in genjutsu and had a thing for lightning jutsu, and a side of medical jutsu. Yuki was a complete mystery, but she was already gone anyway. There was another kid that spoke up asking if everyone was alright, he didn't know anyone else here or what they could possibly do. And then there was himself, essentially a shinobi paperweight who happened to read a book about puppets and "tried" to practice with them. Great...
So the thing is... They all believe this to be the real deal and not some over the top lesson in survival. So whatever actions they took next the responsibility would lay fully on their sensei. Thankfully, for him, he's probably dead or close to it. Chances are he won't get reprimanded to harshly for whatever he left his students to do. Shishiwakamaru would walk over to the chalkboard and picked at the edges. "
I think we can pull this off. It's not much but it's the least we can do. Quick, everyone find anything that's not bolted down and start barricading the windows. We're up against some serious danger, I'm sure they can climb up a simple wall. If they get in here, we're as good as dead." A frightening concept to be sure, but it was the truth. Sometimes it was harsh and hurt, that's just the way the cookie crumbles sometimes. Pulling a yardstick from the teacher's desk area he would place it on the edge of the chalkboard and tried to pry it off. But the tool was weak and snapped almost instantly. He had noticed Shusuke had an actual weapon, made of metal probably. That would do. "
Shusuke, help me get this off the wall so we can use it to seal off the windows!" What might have sounded like yelling was really just panic trying to pretend to be leadership. Inside he was frightened to the core and was desperately looking for any path they could take and survive. Hopefully the rest of the class followed suit and started doing as they were told.
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