Land of Fire {[RP]}

-Haruso was bent over with his right knee placed on the grave where a young boy was buried but no one ever came to visit this marker not that Haruso ever heard of this boy either but it seemed odd that all the other stones had marking of age and rank but all this one had was name. He rubbed away away the moss and the name Obito was shown and an old leaf headband was laid across the ground but this one wasnt a normal headband it was with a mask that covered most of the face of the user. He heard a bell toll and knew he had about two hours before his class started. He was up earlier then most ninja that would be in class today so he pulled up his phone and contacted first his gf leaving her a “<3″ before shooting a text a friend in the village hidden in the sand who would be challenging for Chunin today”Hey bro good luck and Me and my family will be there to visit you next month so have your father get the special vapors we like before we challenge each other, Oh btw I unlocked my DouJutsu so will be on equal terms this time”. He closed his phone and placed two gold coins on the stone which was a custom he once heard about where money could pay for safe passage. He knew it was probably to late but he had to much money to ever spend so it didn’t bother him though he hoped someone would see the gesture one day and bring them happiness. He then wiped dirt away and saw a brown box that was the same color as the dirt. He pulled the lid off and saw rolls and rolls of twenty dollor bills and a couple scrolls that he had located from his families home. He then added another roll and a spare cellphone and a spare belt of kunai so he was prepared. He heard the bell stating he had one hour so he began to walk away from the grave coming out from the dark hollow a woman gave him a warm smile before she began to stock her shelves with fresh apples and assorted fruit for people to purchase. He handed her a ten and grabbed an apple”Keep the change”, He walked away and slowly ate it seeing the huge building that was the new academy. His fathers office was right next door  a huge skyscraper that argued with the clouds above and his father was at the very top.

Haruso had a half hour left by the time he made it across town and reached the front door as he walked in the people within the lobby saw the symbol on his shoulder and they all went statue as they slowly calmed down realizing he was simply a student. He turned to the male closest to him who was working a desk gave a look like he was higher then Haruso. He quickly ran through Tiger, Dragon, Tiger. He then pulled his shades down and looked at the male and his eyes were bright red and a single tomoe was hooked from the center. The man would snap back with a shocked look to see that red eye still existing in this new erra, He pushed his shades back and got into an elevator and saw people starting to head towards him but when they saw him after his display they backed up and let him go up alone. He reached the six floor and got a wave from his gf as she headed to a diffrent room in the building for women who were going to be clan heads and would not go out on the normal missions of the other ninja of the leaf. He pushed the door open and pulled out his tablet and read faces looking to each of them before putting it back away and sat at the back of the room on the opposite side from the odd bug girl though he was getting use to the bugs and then he noticed the pale boy and he was not listed on the tablet so he pulled his shades down and his Sharingan read the chakra of the boy”Could you explain what your doing in this class dude”. He made sure to speak loud enough to get the teachers attention who would turn and wait for the answer”. He deactivated his Sharingan before it would stress his chakra reserves and he waited.-

Muri finished unpacking her books and school supplies at her desk and then sat around bored, twirling her pencil expertly on-top of her hand and then in between each of  her slender fingers as she waited for the start of class. She watched a dark-haired boy walk  in wearing sunglasses in broad daylight and gave a bored sigh.  He didn’t have a dog or a stick, so blindness was likely out of the question. Maybe he had deformed eyes, like cataracts or something. She amused herself with the visual image of the kid having eyes perpetually pointed in different directions and snickered to herself before growing bored again and looking for some other source of entertainment. The teacher was writing some stuff up on the board so she flipped open a page of her notebook and began to copy the writing to the best of her ability in a scratchy scrawl of Morse Code, resembling dots and slashes. If she got really bored, Muri would start transcribing the notes into other alphabets she knew just for practice.

Then of course, Mr. Sunglasses called out and get shut down by the class teacher whose name turned out to be Mr Haruno. “Yeah, shaddup ya divvy,” Muri commented off-hand at a normal speaking volume when the teacher criticized the  newcomer for calling out the kid sitting near the back of the class. Who the HELL did he think he was saying who was or was not allowed in the class, anyway? ” She shot a look at the student again and frowned slightly as the girl he was trying to talk to suddenly sprouted bugs all over her face. The look of disgust flickering upon her face was impossible to hide. Yeah, she didn’t care too much about what was fashionable and what was hip or pretty or all that, but those bugs were just plain disgusting. Hoping that she wouldn’t have to spend much time face to face with the Aburame, Muri took out her phone and began to fiddle around to choose just the right ringtone, not minding if the other students could hear the noise. There were a few options, but she ended up settling on the tune to “Angry Birds”  for all calls from her clan members. After a little bit of thought, her older sister received a much hipper ringtone. Satisfied, Muri clicked her phone to silent and leaned back on her chair as she waited for the beginning of class.

-Haruso pulled out his phone taking a picture of the study abroad program and shooting the pic to both his parents knowing it would be at least an hour before he got a reply. He took off his glasses and sat them down along with his headset so he could hear better, they would all see his grey eyes and unless you looked closely you wouldn’t see his pupil. He would turn back to the teacher and he dared him to say something. His face turned towards the window once again and luckily the Hokage was no longer in sight. He turned back and began to copy the notes hoping that it will be useful in the long run. He knew the difference between the three types of Jutsu which made this boring to listen to once again. He turned to the pale boy and noticed they were passing notes and wondered weather or not they would be heading abroad also.

He leaned back in his seat restless, he wanted to go out and train his body before he raised his hand “why is it we haven’t had a real Hokage since Naruto-San”. He turned to his fellow class mates before he swiped his screen and the screen 0n the wall would come to life with Naruto of the Leaf and Gaara of the Sand shaking hands while the other three Kages stood behind them in the shot. This was when peace was sealed and we haven’t had a real battle between the villages since”. He waited for the teacher to answer before he turned back and spoke one more time”And your great great great relative Sukura was there at the final war which much bring you with great pride and great sadness to see what we have become, We all that stand here are the future, but what is the point to train as a shinobi when we are no longer needed, which is exactly the words the Hokage said”.  He could no longer sit with his mouth shut, he was feeling the anger build up since seeing the man, and if he ever hoped to be a warrior of the leaf then he needed answers or he would leave”.-

Muri blinked as the classroom’s screen wall flickered to life displaying the old Kages forming a peace treaty between the five great nations. She had seen their pictures in a history textbook before, but the names and faces of long dead shinobi had never stuck in her brain. It was hard to imagine a time without peace, when nations fought bitterly to the death over territory disputes, secret techniques and seemingly almost any excuse. While Muri certainly wasn’t going to criticize the lax in power and vigilance of Konoha since their loose standards were partially what allowed her to attend class here, the rumors about the current Hokage were unflattering to say the least. The fact that he hadn’t been assassinated really proved that peace had finally spread across the land. As for Haruso, he certainly was fiery and loud. “Geez, and my folks said I had a ‘tude,” she muttered under her breath as he blatantly challenged the teacher as to why he should care about training at all. Back home, the response would have been swift and painful but Mr. Haruno actually seemed to be of a like mind. She noted to herself that the lazy, indolent behavior of the Hokage was a sore subject among the local villagers.  The majority of the class just up and left the academy, seemingly discouraged by the thought of becoming a shinobi. Muri merely sighed and rested an elbow on the table, supporting her chin as she waited for the hustle and bustle to settle down. If she left now, it’d all be a waste of the time, money and effort it took to make her attendance at the academy possible.

To her disappointment, the bug-freak stayed behind as well. It seemed she had taken up flirting and passing what had to be little love notes back and forth. Muri rolled her eyes and turned her attention to her phone, missing the snake snatching up kikaichu. Drat, when is physical training?  Muri thought to herself as she began to get a little stir-crazy from sitting down for so long. The sun was shining and the sky was a deep cerulean blue with cottony white clouds. It was perfect weather and a shame that she had to spend her time indoors.