[u][center] Fujiwara Takeshi [/center][/u]

The sixteen year old boy dashed out of the door early in the morning, leaving his place a mess. He did not care to clean up after breakfast. No, he was way to excited to do that. Today was his first day as full-fledged Kirigakure Genin. Takeshi tapped his forehead protector and nodded with a smile, all in place, he was ready to go. Arriving at the designated training field he noticed no-one was there yet, he looked at the sun just peeking out over the horizon, of course no-one was here yet, it was way too early. The last remaining Fujiwara headed back into the village to kill some time. He wandered around through streets both broad and narrow and sipped some tea at his favorite dango shop. After quite some time he decided to head back out to the training field. He decided to take the rooftops. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, Takeshi had a nice overview of the village and its surroundings, at least, if he got up one of the taller buildings. As the training field came into sight he saw two people already standing there, he got down from the rooftops and decided to walk the last part.