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[center][color=teal]Akira Senju[/color][/center] 

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A week had gone by since graduation, and  Akira had received a letter the evening proor informing him of his reassignment from Ichika Uchiha's Team 5, to Takayuki Mekakushi's Team 2. The young Senju boy pondered whether this revelation would bode well or not. But none of that currently mattered to Akira. What mattered was that today was the day that the would be future Hokage of Konoha was to meet his Jounin instructor. [color=teal]"I wonder what kind of man he is?" [/color] he said aloud as he wandered the streets of his native village. Cutting through the crowds with a fluidity one would not expect from a boy of his age. Leaving little disturbance among the leaf's populace as he eventually found his way to the exterior of Takayuki-sensei's apartment.

[color=teal]"Well, this is it!" [/color] Akira vibrantly declared, desperately attempting to hype himself up. After a few tense moments, which had felt like an eternity to the white haired ten year old; Akira pushed open the door, to be instantly pelted in the face by what had apparently been a rigged shuriken, made specifically out of wood to avoid injuries. Nevertheless, the shock of the unexpected impact forced Akira to promptly fall to his buttocks, rubbing his headband up and down to soothe the pain.
Almost instantaneously the Jounin had moved to check upin his student, almost fussing over the young boy as he aided him to his feet. 

[color=fuchsia] "Welcome, Welcome! You're Senju-kun, correct? I'm so glad to meet you! I do hope my little joke there didn't hurt too badly! Come in, come in, follow me! You're the first one to arrive!"[/color] Takayuki said, his tone warm and welcoming; shortly thereafter he began to guide his new pupil through what was soon to be revealed to be a labyrinth of assorted traps of a similar fashion to the one Akira had fallen victim to. [color=teal][i]So I'm already being tested...this doesn't look good. [/i][/color] the Senju thought as he become lost in his thoughts and absolutely mesmerised by the intricacies of the network of traps his instructor had laid out; he was completely unaware that he had been passed an apple, which he had begun to eat.

[color=teal]"Please, Takayuki-sensei call me Akira."[/color]