Eiji Emiya
As soon as Eiji spoke and asked Shiro to come forwards he noticed a change in the boy. His body language spoke of focus, of attention. That was good. Eiji liked that. Ater so many students it was nice to find one that was at least interested in becoming a proper ninja. Not that Kuni wasn't aiming for the same, but she was rather... whimsical, at least.
As Shiro spoke and stated his dream Eiji let his sigarette drop to the ground and smothered it with his foot before looking back to the boy. It was a good dream. "Kuni is right," he said. "It is a nice dream and sure, you can meet him. If I have learned anything about the Amekage in this past year it is that he has always time to spare for people that want to talk to him, even if those people might not be great and famous ninja yet. He is a very kind man." Eiji smiled and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Besides I could pull some strings for you." He gave Shiro a wink. "However Kuni is right again. If you want to steal my job then you will have to work hard. Are you prepared for that, Eshiro?" He asked the boy, adding his trademark 'e' to the name again. He didn't wait for an answer.
"Whether that is a yes or a no, we are moving out. As you know, ninja always have to be prepared to move out, so I hope you guys have packed at least some small stuff because we are leaving now. We are traveling to the other side of the Land of Rain where we will do some heavy chakra training. So please don't use your chakra during the journey because you will need it later. Any questions?"
Sho Deshuga
Sho disliked people that told him what to do. That was why he had torn up the piece of paper that had told him where to meet up his new team at noon. Not that that fixed anything, or would have any effect on if he should go or not, but it felt good. He didn't want a new teacher, let alone two freaking ones. What was wrong with Ryoku teaching him? Was he suddenly not good enough for the Amekage anymore?
Whatever.
He would show the man that he didn't need him, that he didn't need his help. He would meet those two new Jounin and would be in that team and he would train. And then when that was done he would be free from anyone that would give him any kind of crap. Just wait, he thought, as he finished his breakfast and dropped the empty bowl in the sink. He was not going to wash it.
No goodbyes were spoken between him and his mother when he closed the door. She hadn't said much since Soru had been arrested. First she had wailed and all, said that they must have the wrong guy, now she was just silent. Sho didn't know what he liked better. He didn't care anyway, right? Who cared about his mother anyway? That was just stupid. With full force he kicked against a stone that lay on the street. The rock shot through the air and burried itself in a nearby wall where it created a deep hole. Sho didn't even bother looking, but started making his way to the appointed field, his scarf fluttering behind him in the rain that had started to drench him. Soon he would arrive on the empty field and would stand motionless in the middle, waiting for something to happen.