That time of year again (Class/Open)

[Sunaku Harupia]

And here he was again. After all the chaos, insanity and bloodshed, him and his village were trying to recollect themselves. It seemed to have happened a few times in the last few years. It was funny for a men his age to start feel old...then gain, that was more by a civilian standard. As a Shinobi, he could feel quite lucky not to be mere dust in some forest in a foreign land...ehh, at this rate he'd start wearing dark cloths and be all brooding if he kept having thoughts like this...maybe ad in some face paint to that...now he was just being silly.

He shook his head gently, looking around the class. It looked quite well all things considered. It was a bit surprising to see how intact the Academy was. Still, it was a sturdy building... and he made sure to show everyone what would happen to those who tried to attack it. Him and a few others, but still... It felt weird to be here now. Once again he would be trying to guide these young ones into he future...Part of him still the optimist, cheerful artist, yet still, there were the memories of what he had seen, and the realization of what it meant to be a Shinobi firmly rooting itself in his mind. It was always there, but now, it manage to grasp his thoughts almost too often.

He would need to teach these children many things. They would grow into he future defenders of this land, and who knew just how soon they would be put to the test. After all, it was the last year for some of them...or at least, the last year before they were allowed to partake in the genin exam. Yet still, when he imagined himself drilling the kids like an old veteran, being all harsh and furious at them he only could stifle a chortle...the image seemed to ridiculous. His father gave him enough of rough time. He knew there was a middle ground somewhere...He could guide them, and not crush them at the same time. At least so he hoped. He would learn soon enough. He could hear some rumblings outside of the class as the students gathered. There was still some time, but soon the school year would start...well, for him. Some of the kids probably had classes earlier.

 

[Juzo]

The young shinobi-in-training named Juzo had a very busy schedule. In order to make all of his classes he was forced to take some of the early morning classes. This meant by the time of Harupia's class he had already attended 2 prior to this class. In most cases this was the first class for students with the average layout of classes. For the most part it was because he wanted so badly to impress his father. But in the end it came down to being motivated enough to maintain the workload. On this fine day Juzo found himself heading to Harupia's class directly from his Sunan War History class. The previous had less to do with shinobi training but Juzo took it because he felt he would be able to absorb something useful from the material. And it never hurt to have a knowledge of the past. His small hand stretched out and made a dull impact with the door of the classroom.

Inside he noticed a shinobi who would obviously be the instructor for this specialty class. Or at least Juzo deduced as much. Naturally he introduced himself, "Hello. My name is Juzo."

The boy with the dingy blue hair like his father moved to the front row and sat in the seat 2 from the left so he wasn't in the direct center nor at any corner. Until instructed otherwise he would remain seated while he mapped out the room he was in. It was a classroom he had never been in before and he took his time looking around for any alternate exits or entrances. In addition he tried his best to take notice of any structural weak points in the room. In both regards he didn't notice much. Maybe he just wasn't that good at it yet.....




WC: 302
MFT

 

[Naragaki Sora]

..Continue from here..

Raito wandered the halls for what felt like an eternity. He was lost. Hopelessly so, too. "Who in the Nines Hells numbers rooms like this!?" He muttered through gritted teeth, looking for the room he and his twin were to attend that morning. This is complete and total bull- oh, there it is! Raito thought, lighting up with excitement as he recognized the room number to the one given to him previously on his schedule. "Told you I'd find it." Raito said over his shoulder to Yami, his twin.

Raito moved to the door and looked inside, seeing a student, and an older guy, not to be confused with an old guy. The Instructor, Raito assumed, simply seemed older, and looked tired. Raito looked over his shoulder and whispered to Yami, "Ok, now try to be...sociable. Just do what I do."He bowed a shallow bow, and the smirked and removed his hood, revealing the facade; an innocent, and child-like warmth. "Hello. I am Hitoshi Raito. Pleased to meet you."

He walked into the classroom, and sat down in the second row in the middle, smiling and the other boy who sat in the row in front of him. "Good morning." He said, his glacier blue eyes examining the boy in a fraction of a second, gathering everything he could in case of a mishap. After the Cabal incident, Raito didn't trust anyone he wasn't blood related to.

WC : 240

MFT

 

[Hitoshi Yami]

Raito has no idea where we are going. If I wanted to walk in circles I would...walk... In....circles...in places I want to walk....in circles. Never mind. Has he been talking? Crap I haven't been listening! Just nod. Nailed it.
Ratio stopped. A little warning would be nice. Almost freaking ran into him. Ratio smirks "Told you I'd find it."
Well it took all morning so i would hope so. He opens the door. Raito says something about being normal. I wasnt paying attention. At all. A quick bow and almost yelling Hitoshi Yami!a quick turn to his twin brother "If you sit next to me I will punch you in the face. We look almost exactly alike. Its not funny. Its confusing. Don't be an ass."
Yami takes a seat in the back corner. Away from the window. Perfect for keeping on eye on everyone. I feel like i have handled this like a normal person. And i can keep my cool. Just as long as people leave me alone i will be good.


WC: 174

 

[Hanone]

Many of the other students had begun to file in by the time Hanone, a slim and pencilesque girl with crimson red hair and goldenrod eyes, sauntered in. The class would almost be filled by the time she arrived so she, like the others before her, marked her appearance with a low bow for respect and uttered her greeting clearly, "Ohayo, sensei. I'm Hanone, future Kazekage!" then rose from her deep bow, pushing shoulder length tresses of hair away from her boney, angular face. She smiled at the handsome teacher; a toothy, white sort of grin that spoke volumes of trouble and mischief and a love of life.

Under one arm she was carrying a small box in which she promptly put upon his desk before peering about the room for an open spot. To her delight she spotted the smarty-pants, blue-haired boy she had come to befriend over the class break. There was a seat to his left still open and she swooped in on it, slipping into the seat and wiggling to get comfortable.

By this point Raito had long since said his hellos to Juzo and whatever Juzo had replied would have transpired. She offered her own friendly hello in the form of a finger wiggle wave and another mischievous grin.

This was Han's first class of the year, unlike Juzo, and she was excited to be back. This year was the key to geninship!!

Up front, on the teacher's desk, the box sat invitingly, wrapped with a fancy blue ribbon. Scribed on the box's top was the logo for 'Kawaii Kupcakes', Hanone's family's bakery that resided in the Golden District. Inside was a small assortment of danish, sweet rolls and bear claws.

 

[Daichi Ayumu]

Running down the hall Daichi almost slips thinking to himself oh no i cant find it i cant be late I'm the greatest ninja ever i need to make a good first impression. Seeing a door he thought was his class he kicks it open yelling "Hello I'm here the greatest ninja ever" . He soon notices that its the wrong class room. Running away all red he could barely believe the mistake he made. He could hear the laughter behind him as Daichi ran. I will show you! I'm the greatest ninja to live and you will learn that.

Finally finding his class he notices his instructor Harupia. Okay i got this go in with a bang and show them how amazing i am. Again kicking open the door with a giant grin on his face looking everyone in the eyes he shouts"Hello fellow classmates and instructor my names Daichi and i am the greatest ninja to live ha" Nailed it ya I am awesome! Mmm where to sit now oh that kid looks lonely ha yes friend number one my targets set. He runs over by a boy in the back corner away from the window smiling like no other. " Hi my names daichi i will be your seat buddy from now on lets be friends haha because I'm just awesome and you seem lonely!" Sitting down next to the boy who looks like the other kid. Wait twins? Wow that's cool though i think he is a little shorter tho well its ok ha yes day one complete. My ninja legend is starting off better than i thought.



WC 271

 

[Sunaku Harupia]

(So much students, Gawrsh o-o Sorry for the little wait, But I think we can start now o.ob)

Slowly but surely the kids started to pour into class. Some familiar faces, some faces he never really saw. One of said faces made him double up a bit...Did he say Juzo? He didn’t know the men who helped rebuild the Medical center to well, but he did recall his appearance...and now a miniature version of him was sitting in his class. He was pretty sure it wasn’t any kind of ruse or transformation jutsu...Juzo had a child? Well, the older Juzo...well, he was sure that would be interesting. Regardless he greeted the boy with a small nod of his head and saying hello himself with a smile, while he watched the other students gather. A pair of boys entered together, which seemed to be twins by the looks of it. One seemed to be quite pleasant, while the other a bit...stiff. Regardless, he gave a small chuckle and said "Pleased to meet the two of you. Nice of you to take of you hood in class Raito-kun...some other students could use the same lesson" he mused, looking towards the student who walked in next. This one he recognized from his earlier classes. The boy had a little bit of an attitude problem and was a bit lazy, but he showed potential once he was forced to work. The boy grumbled something under his mouth, removing his own hood from his head, revealing a tanned face with short spiky hair, and a bit of an annoyed scowl. The boy moved to the back row, sitting on a separate desk from Yami.

Soon followed several more greetings, the children ranging from sleepy to somewhat bored looking. Some did seem to be a bit more excited. A red haired girl he never saw came to him with a big smile, introducing herself as the future Kazekage. He replied to her "Well, you have a long journey before you to reach that goal Hanone-chan. But I'm glad to be here to help along the way. Welcome to my class" while she was placing her small box upon his desk. As she sat down, he peeked into the box. Oh, pastries! He couldn’t remember when was the last time he got a treat from a student. He was sure it would be fitting for lunch.

It seemed most students gathered up...He was about to start when suddenly the door got kicked open, one more child introducing himself to the world. Rising his brow Haru said "I would appreciate you not wrecking the door with you greatness...but thank you for gracing us with you presence Daichi-kun" directing him to take a seat. He didn’t want to rib the child to much. He could understand being overly enthusiastic sometimes...but he hoped he'd refrain from kicking to much things later in the class. Clearing his throat he spoke up to the entire class "Well now, without further delay, good morning everyone. My name is Sunaku Harupia, some of you may know me and some may not. I have seen some new faces here today for sure...So let me start with a question" he paused for a second, as if focusing on something. From around the room, but mostly from behind his desk particles of sand would start pouring under his feet, creating a concentrated mass before they formed into a shape of a small dog. It was a bit of a rouge image appearance wise ,but it acted quite lifelike, running around the teachers legs as he said "How was I able to conjure up this little creature before you all?"

Mft, Wc= 594

 

[Juzo]

Juzo smiled and greeted Raito with a warm, "Hi!" Shortly thereafter the boy had his twin arrive and the air seemed a little tense from Juzo's perspective. Were they playing or were they really that opposed to each other? Hard to say and he probably would have thought about it more if Hanone hadn't arrive shortly after. He tipped his head to his new acquaintance when she wiggled her hand in a crude greeting. And just when things seemed nice and normal another student bust through the doors. He was loud and a bit more obnoxious than even Hanone!

That was some feat of arrogance, Juzo thought. Having been raised in a household where quiet meditation was a common way to pass the time it seemed almost unusual to Juzo to be so loud. Maybe if he had been born a performer or a singer it would be different. But he was to be a shinobi and being able to blend in had always been stressed to the young blue haired boy. And just as he was going to think more about that point he heard the teacher speak. Immediately his attention shifted to the front of the room and he watched as the man conjured a dog composed of sand.

"Hmmm, based on the fact he identifies as a Sunaku means that is was a chakra based maneuver." Juzo thought to himself silently. Surely that was obvious? Maybe not. So Juzo piped up, "Chakra!"

With a small confident smirk he waited to see what everyone else said.




WC: 258
MFT

 

[Naragaki Sora]

Raito smirked at Yami's comment as he went and sulked in the back of the room. The thought of trying to confuse the teacher hadn't even crossed his mind, but now, with it ripe in the front of his consciousness, Raito smiled. Holy Mother of Mercy, that would be so damn funny! Have sat and received a return greeting from the blue haired boy, Raito smiled at him. Sweet! First friend, check! He was about to ask the boys name when a young girl walked in and announced her presence, along with her desire to be the next Kazekage.

Well she's ambitious... And really cute... Raito shook his head, getting the thought out quickly, as she set a box of goodies on the teacher's desk and sat next to the boy in front of him. Raito leaned forward to introduce himself to the little ginger girl, but didn't get to far.

"Hi there, Hanone, I'm --" BOOM! The door was kicked in ferociously as a spry young boy stood there, beaming, and proclaiming to the world that he was the greatest ninja ever. Ho.Ly.Crap. Is this kid for real? Raito watched as he went and sat next to Yami, and snorted, trying to muffle a fit of laughter. Yami I'd gonna have a coniption fit after this! He thought, like always, poorly hiding his emotions.

After a few minutes, the teacher spoke and class began. A small pile of sand began to form and take shape around his feet, finally resembling something of a canine, that bounded and moved around under his desk. If that thing barks, I'm out. Raito thought, a little freaked out, until The reacher asked how he had conjured it at all, to which the blue haired kid responded abruptly with "Chakra"

So this was the skill of a ninja, Raito thought, watching the beast prance about, and chuckled briefly, muttering, "Not to mention no short amount of skill." He was curious now, and wanted to observe, to know more.

WC:335

MFT

 

[Hitoshi Yami]

What...what in the hell is this guy doing... Yami looked at Daichi with his blank expression. Not sure what to do next. You...you are so loud... And...and...for some reason you decide to sit next to me... Ok lay down some ground rules. Be calm. Just say you dont wish to talk or be friends. Yami leans over and whispers "I hate everything about you." To much?.... Nah... Nailed it. I feel like that was good.

Raito seems to be getting along. This is a big class. I guess we really are doing this. We are going to be ninjas. This... Yami closes his eyes. Maybe this is what we are supposed to do. Do we all have a path already made for us. the thought put Yami at ease. Yami opened his eyes. Ready for anything.

"Holly crap dog!" Yami wasn't paying attention, resulting in not only being startled by the sand dog, but also making this quiet loner to scream randomly in class. Turning red he slouched in his seat. Nailed it.... "Sorry... You are focusing your chakra to bend the sand to your will." This is why I don't talk. And why I observe. The second you stop life comes and shoves a small dog in your face...


WC: 208

 

[Daichi Ayumu]

Hearing what was said to him, I hate everything about you? What did he say? Wait I know whats going on now, man I completely missed it! He must be extremely lonely right now. That's it, he just doesn't know how to express his happiness to be friends! yes! Daichi looking at who he soon would learn was named Yami, just smiled. "Haha its OK I know you don't mean that buddy! Don't be shy were all allies here friend!"

Suddenly Daichi looks up front, hearing the teacher looks and sees the dog manifest its self in front of him. Thinking to him self woooo that's cool, I wanna learn that! He listens to what others said and he thought to him self. Wait I read about this somewhere. That Juzo boy was right it was chakra, and it was very impressive. Daichi thought for a moment and smiled. Its time to nail this like my first impression. Standing up he thought and said "You are using the chakra in the sand, controlling it to take on a shape of that dog! Your manipulating it" Ha yes nailed it, a perfect answer from the greatest ninja to ever live! Sitting back down looking over to Yami with a big grin on nudges him and gives him a thumbs up "we got this buddy"!

wc/ 225

 

[Sunaku Harupia]

(This took waaay to long then it should x.x I truly apologize everyone. Part of it was waiting for everyone to get their turn in posting, but even with that I shouldn’t have taken so long to reply. I truly apologize for the hold up. And to make it more smooth, I’ll say something I didn’t quite set up in the start of the class. After 4 days pass after someone last post without a new one Ill carry on the class. Once again, I apologize and I won’t let the class hold up for so long again x.x)

The students were settling in nicely, taking the brief moment before he started his little presentation to strike some brief conversations...some interrupted by the dynamic entry of Daichi, though there were no more disruptions after that. Well...there was the surprised reaction of one of the Hitoshi brothers, but he did recollect himself quick. There have been a lot of students who answered his question, some more elaborate in their answers then other's. The question was somewhat basic, but he had seen many new faces, and he knew that some of the students already within the class weren’t as well versed in the arts of Ninjutsu as other's. One of the spoke up in a familiar tone as he said "Gee Haru-sensei, don’t you think we're a bit too old for stupid basics like this?" Harupia replied calmly "Perhaps some of you are, but brushing up on the basics will never hurt anyone. And I do know you need quite a bit of brushing up to do in this subject Kenta-kun"

The tanned boy didn’t respond, simply laying on the desk, staring blankly into the distance. He obviously didn’t enjoy being here...mostly because he was still couldn’t pas the basic chakra test, much less conjure a jutsu. And to add to that, he was sitting next to the freaking loudmouth who came in last. For a second he thought he could respect a dude who kicked the door into the class...but hearing him trying to buddy up Yami quickly dashed that thought. He really just wanted to pass this damn thing and be out of this damn academy

Harupia himself seemed unphased by the students taunting question. The tanned boy was a bit troublesome mot of the time...but he knew that he was lacking quite a bit in the area of charka control, so he needed to be here, and Haru would finally make him grasp basic control weather he liked it or not. As he leant down to pet his little construct on the head before dispersing it he said "I’m glad to see most of you don’t see this question as an insult to you intelligence. You all have a good idea, though I need to correct Daichi a bit here. While one can’t deny there is a certain degree of power one can feel from the elements around him, be it sand, soil, water, fire... chakra is not something we can gather from around us" he mused, letting the sand circle around him slowly "Chakra is our inner strength, born from both our physical and mental capacity. I know some of you might feel that their muscles are more important then their minds, or the other way around. I won’t try to convince you over the advantage of mind over matter or anything. What I want to show you is how to use both in harmony, and achieve great feats with that"

He took a brief break in his speech, taking a deep breath, manipulating the sand further. The circling cloud around him would dip into his pockets and then fly towards each student, dropping down a single card before them. As it did Harupia spoke on "Now, it might take some time before you’ll be able to manipulate sand as I do here. But we all need to take our first steps...what you have before you is a charka affinity card. By pouring you chakra into it, it should be able to assess what element you bodies and minds are most attuned with. By the end of this class, I hope to have each of you know at least a single jutsu from the element which the card will reveal...if you’ll be able to make it react, of course" he conclude, turning to the students and taking steps closer to them, ready to observe how well their progress would go.

Mft, Wc= 643

 

[Juzo]

Juzo tried his best to remain focused on his teacher but the rest of the class was rowdy. Maybe even nervous and trying to assert themselves to find out where they fit into the overall group. Either way the boy wasn't going to get ahead by continuing to reflect on the state of his classmates further. Instead he tried his best to listen. This was going to be important for him because he had been having issues with jutsu. Hanone and himself had been able to get transformation down, a little, but that only helped so much. He still had childish dreams of breathing fire and calling down tsunamis on his enemies and that wouldn't happen with a simple transformation jutsu.

The paper trick was surprising. Juzo let out a small gasp in surprise when the sand was flung at him. But before he could really react it was gone and he had the affinity paper. Now it was his time to assess his chakra affinity and Juzo felt a little nervous. Which element would he get?

The blue haired Sunan applied chakra to the paper through his hand and waited for a response. It was nearly instant once the chakra hit the shred of paper. It immediately burnt to a crisp and turned to ash which left Juzo grasping at air. "Interesting..." The boys thoughts churned slowly. Had he seen a second reaction before it burned up? No, that seemed unlikely.

"Look! Fire!" Juzo said in a semi-controlled tone which betrayed his joy.

 

[Naragaki Sora]

Raito looked at each student as they spoke up, even Yami, saying that chakra was the source. He looked quizzically at his brother a few rows back, trying to figure out how HE knew that, but Raito didn't. Did he actually read up and study? Raito turned a little red with frustration as he faced forward again. He needed to get some material to read so he didn't fall super behind in his next classes. one of the kids made a fuss about"doing the basics", which just pissed Raito off even more. Brat was probably raised in a shinobi family. Bastard. Bet he thinks he's so great, thinks he doesn't need this class... Raito glared for a moment, and then smirked as the teacher reprimanded him for his comment.

Sensei the began describing what chakra was, and instantly, Raito closed his eyes and tried to focus on his inner power, his inner strength, hoping to feel something, still listening carefully. Raito heard the sound of sand scrapping wood, as he opened his eyes and say the small paper now on the desk in front of him. The teacher said it was a "chakra affinity card"; a small piece of paper used to identify ones element through focusing chakra through the paper card itself. Raito was still confused, and, seeing that the vast majority of the class was into their own thing, he watched the blue haired boy sitting in front of him, since he clearly wanted to learn as well.

Raito had to restrain a gasp of shock, though, as the boys paper suddenly turned black and ashen, and he exclaimed fire was his affinity. Looking around the room, he saw as another kids paper began to drip and look soggy, before he exclaimed water. Raito's attention went back down at the paper, as he gripped it tightly with both hands, squeezing the paper between thumb and index fingers, tight enough to whiten his thumb nails at the tips. Not matter, not mind, both. Focus.. Focus! Raito cleared his mind and squeezed the paper, breathing gently in and out, and praying to the gods for a response.

He felt it. Like a cooling sensation rushing over him. It was the same feeling he got from jumping from a high place; the rush, the release, the energy pulsing silently with his heartbeat. He opened his eyes, and say the small chakra card, and instantly the feeling left him and was replaced with confusion. "What the heck does cut in half mean?" He said aloud, mostly to himself. Ash to fire made sense to him; the boys energy basically burnt the paper, and the soggy paper to water was obvious, but what did a perfect slice mean? it clearly wasn't ripped, but he was confused nonetheless. "Sensei, I think I ripped mine..."

MFT: WC: 470

 

[Sunaku Harupia]

Harupia paced silently as he passed around the papers through the class until each student had one, looking around to see those who already received it try to make it activate. A process he went through a few times already...but he didn’t mind the familiarity of it. Passing some of the students he saw they were having difficulty, focusing as hard as they could, though with some it was more like puffing up air with no real effect. He explained it wasn’t a simple physical fact of straining your body, that you mind needed to follow. What he offered mostly was a soothing word of engorgement, and a few pointers about basic meditation techniques. Th3e boundary between meditating and chakra manipulation was not that far. One could say the art of Ninjutsu was simply a natural evolution of it.

He also saw some of the students succeeding quite quickly. Juzo was to be quite excited about being able to summon his element. With a small nod he said "Fire indeed. A very potent element...though obviously, it can be quite violatle. But I’m sure together we'll make sure not to set anything on fire" winking to the boy with an encouraging smile. After that he heard Raito speak up with a more worried tone, wondering what happen to his paper. With a chuckle Harupia said "That you did. And such a nice rip as well...right through the center. So either you have very steady hands...or your affinity is for the element of wind. It might not seem that way, but the air around you can be a very leather weapon...a pressurized strike of air can cut through the strongest of defenses, and can defend you just as well. A fine affinity to be born with...though I might be a little biased in saying that" he concluded. After all, Wind was one of the two crucial elements needed to control the sand of the desert.

Stepping down lower he would say "I see most of you are doing quite well. Those of you who have already made the chakra paper react, please step up before the desk...We'll try to put your new knowledge to use". While he moved to his desk, with his back turned to the class, the brown haired boy stepped up faster, intent on placing himself in front of the pack if possible. As he stepped down, and passed Raito's desk, he would quickly move his head towards the other boy, in a mock threatening way, glaring daggers at the boy as he moved on lower. The tanned boy had no idea who this was...but wasn’t going to let some kid he first saw laugh at him like that.
Mft, Wc= 450

(Again, late on my part...though I was hoping for more posts. Apologies regardless. As I sai before, 4 days after the last post in the thread I will reply. As much as it pains me to say it, excessive inactivity can lead to failing the class. But I do hope it wont come tot hat x.x)

 

[Juzo]

Juzo nodded at Harupia's words. He had heard the adults in his household make similar statements before about fire jutsu and its users in general. While he thought about what this meant for the future of his training he heard more come the teachers mouth. This time he was appraising someone else's skills. Then he instructed those who had finished with their paper to head down to the front of the room. Juzo did so quickly and quietly. "What do you mean putting it to use?"

The blue haired student asked although he had a good guess as to what he meant. He just hoped it meant they were going to learn jutsu. "I don't suppose you mean your going to teach us a jutsu?"

It was hard to contain such youthful excitement. The boy tried his best to remain calm on the surface but underneath he was ready to give it everything he had. For so long now he had only been given access to the rudimentary jutsu. He knew how to control his chakra to a limited extent and he wanted a challenge. And in this class he would even have several peers to practice with. Surely this was a good sign.

 

[Naragaki Sora]

Wind. Raito beamed from ear to ear. He'd done it, despite his original doubts. He'd caused the chakra paper to react, and found out that he in fact had a natural affinity for the sky. He always felt like he had to do something more with his life, always wanted to get out of the cities nasty underbelly, and knowing that that desire seeped from his very essense, he was determined now to master the wind. He would own it; make it his and tame its powers.

"...We'll try to put your new knowledge to use" What? What just happened? He looked up from his little paper. He had, once again today, zoned out, and had missed what the teacher had said. He saw as a few kids who had managed to make their papers react had gotten up and stood before Sensei's desk. Jumping up, almost tripping, Raito ran down and stood with the other kids.

"I don't suppose you mean your going to teach us a jutsu?"

"Wait, what are we all learning?" Raito said aloud, unintentionally, more excited that he meant to be, and he meant to be ecstatic. If he'd heard the boy correctly, he'd be learning his first jutsu, and he was more then a little pleased. He paused though, and looked back behind him, trying to see if Yami was doing ok, but couldn't really tell. He LOOKS focused, at least...

 

[Sunaku Harupia]

As the students gather, Harupia picked up a piece of chalk from the desk, along with a single scroll and moved to the board of the class. He started to write about on it, quit hastily, though his writing was still clear enough for anyone to read...at least he tried his best to make it so. As Juzo spoke to him he was halfway done, and he responded "A very good observation my boy. It good that at least some of you pay attention to the class even with my back turned to you..." taking a short moment to turn towards Raito with a raised brow, quickly saying "I do not mind questions at all Raito-kun, but just for clarity sake, try to make it clear whether your addressing the teacher or you colleagues", before giving a polite smile and finishing his writing. He didn’t mean to discipline the boy too much, but being too obvious about not paying attention to class was never a good thing.

As he finished the writing, he turned to the pupils who gathered before the desk , moving to the side of the board and saying "As you friend here guessed, we will be attempting to learn Jutsu. But it’ll be a step more than the basic jutsu such as transformation. I’ll try to teach you the very basic elemental moves." On the board were the names of the Jutsu, and under them written down he necessary hand seals. Water Gun, Wind Slash, Stone Bullet, Storm Bolt, Infernal Ember . He then spread out the scroll, on which there were drawn detailed pictures of each hand-seal needed, which he attached to the board under the jutsu he written down. He then started to move to the left side of the class saying "All of you can approach the board as much as you need, be it both for the Jutsu themselves or to look at the seals. I’m not sure how many of you already know the handsels needed for Jutsu, but I would like for you to try and understand how to preform them on your own. Don’t worry though, if needed I’ll be glad to assist you, and it won’t impact your grade in any way. The goal here is simple..."

Standing on the left side of the class, more sand started to form behind him, creating five simple looking poles made of sand. Harupia spoke on "Ideally, I want each of you to perform the jutsu of you nature at least once, on the target here. Do not worry, even with fire jutsu, the power should not be strong enough to damage the room nor me. You could hurt one of your peers if you aren’t careful...but a true Shinobi should have enough control over his powers to avoid that. Also, you will be preforming the jutsu on at a time, with three attempts in a row. If you do not manage to perform the jutsu within them, you move to the end of the line. If you manage to perform an attack solid enough to damage the target to even a small degree, then you will be able to congratulate yourself on a class well done" he paused, smiling at the group.

He moved closer to the children, making a line of sand before them, and manipulating the sand poles to have a representation of each element attached upon it. Closer to the students he said "One target per one element. Don’t rush it, take as much time as you need. You know how to focus you chakra, the hand seals will help you form it. Just be sure to stay clear of your colleagues, and all should be fine. I am here if I will be needed. Good luck to all" he concluded, standing a bit behind from the students, looking back at the class. Some were still struggling with the chakra papers...sometimes it took some more time than others.

While most of the students were a bit unsure, studying the board and the seals, the tanned boy in the green hoodie defiantly stepped in front of everyone, before the pole with the wind symbol. A quick set of seals and...nothing. He repeated two times, before groaning heavily and stepping back in line. He couldn’t be here...but he had to be, cause he still couldn’t even make the wind blow with his stupid fingers...

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[Juzo]

Juzo's eyes quickly darted back and forth across the board. He knew the hand seals quite well but manipulating an elemental chakra source like this was new and quite advanced! The young sunan took a deep breath and stepped forward for his chance. His small hands quickly moved through the seals and he pushed both of them forward at the end to aim his jutsu forward and away from the other students. Chakra definitely built up and swirled around him for a moment but nothing came of it. Nothing except for a decrease in his own chakra reserve as he wastefully attempted a jutsu beyond his skill level.

"You make it look so easy Sensei," Juzo's words came forth but it was obviously he was distracted and mostly focused on the task at hand. The boy mainly wanted to make it clear he was paying attention despite the fact that he was totally enthralled with this lesson. Now he took another deep breath and tried again. This time he took more careful note of his hand seals and tried his best to feel the internal fire. He thought about flames and their uncontrolled potential. And then at the final hand seal he focused all of his chakra and moved a hand to his mouth. With one powerful breath over his hand he was able to send small fireballs forward. It wasn't the most accurate of jutsu but it would be more than enough to combat his peers or cause a distraction.

The deep sense of satisfaction he felt was immediate. It was hard for him not to jump into the air and scream with joy. But, remaining as stoic as ever, he bowed once to Harupia and moved out of line. Back at his seat he would contemplate what he had just done and how it felt. The young Sunan even went as far as to start scribbling notes about what had just happened in order to cement the lesson into his mind. The last thing he wanted was to forget this powerful lesson taught to him. Elemental chakra manipulation was an advanced concept and one he had never been introduced to before today.




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WC: 364

 

[Hanone]

So..... this class lost Han's attention real fast. She had totally dazed off as the teacher started rambling. Whatever happened, happened while the girl was off daydreaming. Seriously. There was this smudge on the window that looked like a face.. like the face of a really fat woman with a smashed nose. It was ugly.

Kinda looked like her aunt.

Han forgot over the summer how much she didn't like school and was instantly reminded why. Whatever excitement she'd had for the academy was gone in a flat minute. She turned her attention from the window to the desk before her. The wood grain was sooo smooth from years of being touched and leaned on by probably 3 generations of students. There was a little mark on the top left corner too. It looked like a heart that was scratched into the surface and had once been etched with two little letters in the middle. Bah...

Wait.. when did this little paper end up in her hand? Looking around, the red head realized that the rest of the class had already partaken in using the papers and they were for....

"Pst..." Hand said, poking the guy next to him. "How do I use this?"

The kid rolllleedd his eyes and mumbled whispered "Really? Okay. Just concentrate on it. Like.. it will tell you your chakra affinity." he suddenly perked up and said "mine was l..."

"Ya ya." the girl said, waving the boy off, who cursed at her quietly. She didn't care about him. With a little grin, the girl zoned back out, concentrating on her paper. It took her a little while to call up some controlled chakra into her hands. Her face was a little purple from the effort... but a moment later the little white paper started to wilt in her hands and even drip.

"Aw maaaaan..." she complained, dropping the soggy paper to the ground with a plop. Feeling dismal, the girl put her head in her hands and sighed. Water. Laaaame. Who the hell had water from the desert? She had wanted fire. Or like.. wind even. But water? So weak.

She had returned to la-la land for a while and was pulled away from her reverie when the students rose from their seats, clamouring into a line. They all seemed kinda excited. Juzo, to her surprise, seemed like one of the most interested and was like.. practically first in line. With a little puff, she got up and merged in with the others, cutting off some grumpy girl in pigtails. This put her two places behind Juzo.

She quickly scanned the chalkboard and realized she was no at all prepared for what she was about to be asked to do... so she cut back out of line and moved several spots back. She watched Juzo, when it was his turn, fail once, then actually succeeded!

Ya... lameeeee! As he walked back to his seat, she looked at him and pointedly snickered. If he took notice of her, she would mouth off, "real impressive, fireboy." soundlessly. Course when her turn came up, much to her distress, no one before her had gotten water as their base affinity so she was going into this without any previous examples to work off of.

It was a slow process of forming the seals and drawing up the chakra. She tried to mold it into her hands, visualize the water annd... well it made water! But she didn't push her hands forward and the liquid splashed between her palms and literally soaked her from head to toe.

The class behind her erupted into laughter and she quite quickly moved away and scurried back to her seat, unless the teacher stopped her.

Ugh..

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wc: 622