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[color=gray][sub][center][color=9980AF][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Classroom of Hatake Toshiro, Konohagakure Academy[/center][/sub][/color]
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[INDENT][i]I’m not too late, am I?[/i]

Fukushu rolled her eyes as the third jonin-ranked shinobi stepped into the room, as nonchalant as he was late as he was he struck Fukushu’s eyes immediately. Unlike the other two, Fukushu couldn’t quite place his face. She had never seen it before.

While Konoha was a large village with many clans. From the lowly Hatake to the gregarious Senju, each leaf of the great tree was important to the village’s prosperity and Fukushu made sure to become aware of as many leaves as she could. She supposed it was an excess to catalog faces and names in the back of her mind, but how was she to aspire to be the best if she didn’t overachieve or overexert? To be the greatest shinobi of her generation was a task her mother had given her for years. Even with Tensai outright stealing the day from her, she found her curiosity distracting her.

[color=B0DBFF]“You're just in time, actually.”[/color] Her sensei commented to the brown-haired man as he lumbered into the room, a warm smile upon his face. [color=B0DBFF]“Stand next to Sarutobi-san and we will get this underway.”[/color]

The silver-haired Hatake cleared his throat.

[color=B0DBFF]“Before me are Sarutobi Matsuoka, Uchiha Shinatobe, and Kagetsu Kitanai. I served with them in the Great Shinobi World War. The late Hokage, in his infinite wisdom, requested their service to the academy going forward. They will replace me as your acting instructor.”[/color]

Fukushu rose a brow at the mention of the brown-haired shinobi’s name. Kitanai. She had heard the name before, though her mother had nothing but criticism when he was brought up by others. She didn’t know enough about him to make a judgement, but given he was late for his own assignment she didn’t perceive much in way of positivity. She hoped she wouldn’t have to deal with such a lazy ne’er-do-well. The highly spirited Sarutobi or the silent Uchiha would have been preferable to him. Fukushu didn’t like any of the three options, however. This was not the assortment of jonin-sensei she was expecting.

She took a light breath momentarily as she looked over the three of them more closely. Soon afterward, her sensei began calling out a list of names and directing them to the left, center, or right. To whom they were assigned.

The first assortment of names lacked any sort of order, but what struck her as odd beyond the new face among the jonin was that her sensei chose to not send Tensai first despite lauding him in front of the class for his “efforts”. Fukushu looked down at the back of Tensai’s head, staring like she was about to shoot lightning from her eyes. She, of course, knew why Tensai was probably not getting called until last place. Not that it helped her situation any better.

She had overheard her mother talking to another ANBU agent about the predicament. She knew what had happened to him, or at least, knew the important part. The effect, but not the cause. In time she knew she would overcome him, though she pitied the fools that ended up babysitting him due to his newfound ailment. When her name was called next, Fukushu moved from her place in the queue. Before she reached her place in the center she spoke a quick few words as she passed by Tensai.

[color=9980AF]“Congratulations, Tensai.”[/color]

She could feel her sensei’s wary eyes upon her as she said her piece before she moved to Shinatobe’s side, her arms crossed as she did so.

By the end of the assigning of academy students, the composition didn’t lack much sense to Fukushu at face value. But processing what the Hokage, Jonin-Commander, and her Sensei determined wasn’t something she was going to be able to do despite her thinking all the very much otherwise. However, before she could attempt to theorize about why teams were the way they were, her thoughts stopped dead when the last two genin were assigned. 

Her former best friend to Kitanai's team and Tensai to Shinatobe's team. 

[i]Her team.[/i] 

She turned to face her sensei with a raised brow, mouth half-open. However, for some reason, Fukushu could not formulate any words. Her confusion was all she had.













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