Shirou let out a sigh as he and his team made their way to Konoha, silently lamenting the fact that he was stuck with the only two idiots in all of Kirigakure that knew absolutely nothing about swords. He adjusted the two swords on his hip as they walked, before pulling his scarf up just enough to cover the lower half of his face. He hated this time of year in Mizu no Kuni(land of water). The fog was even thicker than normal and it rained nearly every other day. 

Tatsuya was sitting in the Kurama Clan's library, a scroll of advanced genjutsu in his lap as he read through it. He was memorizing the information for the upcoming Chunin exams, so he could use his clan's techniques to give himself an advantage. After all, Kurama Clan genjutsu are powerful enough to even possibly act as a replacement for ninjutsu, since they can cause physical harm.