Shattered Dreams
Shattered Dreams
Disclaimer - Naruto (The Manga and Anime) are copy righted to Masashi Kishimoto, not me. However, the following story is copy righted to me
Notes: This is the newly EDITED, and revised version of this story, for the first ten chapters things have been subtly changed and improved (hopefully) after that it is all new. This story starts off about 6 months before the Manga. Since I don't explain what anyone looks like here it is;
Himiloh Izur - Rank Genin - Age 10 - Height 4'9 - Weight 72 lbs - Eyes Blue/gray - Hair Short cut Black hair, His hair stands up around his head with a few spikes; most of it lays flat. - Build Skinny build with light muscle - Clothes He wears an outfit based off of Kumo ANBU, just different colors, two piece black outfit with the top being slightly longer then need be and the outfit being tight enough to 'hug' his skin. The armor covers chest/back, forearms, and shins. Instead of having the normal Kumo ANBU colors of gray and red he has gray and blue. The base color of the armor is gray, like the ANBU, but the secondary color for the swirls, spikes, and 'teeth marks' are blue instead of red - Distinguishing Marks None Momentarily - Team Kumogakure Genin Team 8
Fukazawa Leiko - Rank Genin - Age 12 - Height 5'2 - Weight 100 lbs - Eyes Blue/green - Hair Brown hair that stands strait up through grooming is glossy and when down flows to the middle of her back - Build Stronger muscle builds then most females - Clothes She wears a baggy outfit with her forehead protector on her forehead. Her shirt is a dark red with green and blue marks through it and her pants are a blue/red mixture, wears a black mesh underneath her shirt - Distinguishing Marks 'Tooth mark' like birth mark on her left hip - Team Kumogakues Genin Team 8
Oonishi Hachiro - Rank Genin - Age 12 - Height 5'2 - Weight 106 lbs - Eyes Emerald Green - Hair Bright Red hair, stands strait up, though still short - Build On the skinny side with a lack of muscle - Clothes Black jacket over a red shirt with black mesh underneath. Normal Shinobi black pants and sandals. Jacket has white swirls - Distinguishing Marks Has the Kanji for 'Roar' on his left cheek - Team Kumogakure Genin Team 8
Zetsumei Masaru - Rank Special Jounin - Age 29 - Height 6'4 - Weight 287 lbs - Eyes Hazel (Brown/Green) - Hair Mousy Brown hair, cut short and hangs flat on his head - Build Ridiculousy Muscular, yet lean on his tall form - Clothes One-piece black suit with a gray-red Jounin jacket over it. He has a Zanbatou that he wears on his black that has Kumogakure's traditional Gray and Red colors on it - Distinguishing Marks Scars on hands, scars on upper arms and left chest, long scar from chin to neck, scars on legs and feet - Team Sensei of Kumogakure Genin Team 8
Chapter 1: Team 8 - Troubles on the forefront
Himiloh Izur, child prodigy and commonly referred to as one of the most arrogant bastards Kumogakure had ever given birth to, the sole son and heir to the dangerous Kekkei Genkei of the Himiloh clan, for the moment.
The young boy of ten currently sat at the Kumogakure academy staring blithely at the walls in front of him. His mind was wandering about what his sensei would be like and maybe even all the neat missions he would get to go on now.
There were two other people in the room with him, both of them were two years older however and already hankering to shove there foots down his mouth, or other less pleasant places.
Fukazawa Leiko, a strong Kunoichi who had graduated at the normal rate but had a terrible temper for any one who was arrogant or disrespectful. She came from a well placed family, though they had no Kekkei Genkei their family normally turned out strong Chuunin and Jounin.
Oonishi Hachiro, a semi-interesting boy the same age as Rin who was only in the Shinobi profession because his family had forced him into it. His family was a well placed civilian version of Leiko's, but it was also massive. With Hachiro being the eighth son, they had needed an honorable profession to throw him into that he couldn't get into the way with. Three of his sisters and two brothers had also become shinobi as well.
That was the Academy Instructors viewpoint however, Izur's was more along these lines; Leiko - Bitch on constant period and Hachiro - Goof off who had an odd family. He had also, in his normal blunt specific way told them this.
It had not gone well; even though Hachiro had attempted to stop Leiko from doing it he'd received a fist, strait into his big mouth. Izur looked at them sighing again, as he jumped off the desk he had been sitting on, intending to pace around.
At that moment, however, a man using the Shunshin No Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique) appeared right in the center of the room.
He was tall, too tall to really be considered normal any more. The six foot four man was dressed in a Jounin outfit with a large Zanbatou strapped to his back his arms crossed as he surveyed the young Himiloh standing in front of him.
He turned his head and looked at the two behind him before sighing. "I've been waiting for that damned kid to move for twenty minuets now. Gash! This is going to be a pain..." He put on a grin for the three kids to see, trying to take some of the advice that the Raikage had given him.
"I'm Zetsumei Masaru, your Jounin assigned to Team Two. I'd like to have all three of you introduce yourselves. Say a bit... yeh knows?" Leiko and Hachiro were giving him general half lidded eyed looks of only slight understanding.
Izur was lounging against a desk now, wondering how this guy had managed to sneak up on him so well. His stealth had been good, but he couldn't find a way to figure out how he'd done it or for how long.
"Ahh what do you mean Masaru-Sempai? Could you show us first?" Hachiro's slightly squeaky baritone voice came up.
Masaru looked at him with a look that just asked if the kid had enough brain power to breathe let alone breathe and think at the same time. "Ahh... for example your likes and dislikes. Hobbies, your name... Uhm strengths and weaknesses as well." Masaru didn't sound bored in fact he probably sounded entirely overly enthused about this whole thing.
Though that was always the problem, a single smile could disarm an opponent just as well as putting a Kunai through their temple. He grinned at them. "For Me, obviously you know my name. Likes... well resting and killing." He grinned at them all hoping for the right reaction.
He tapped his fingers on the desk for a moment before continuing. "I also like torturing people but not much else. Let's see... Dislikes then... Ahh in general people, overly talkative or arrogant people, people who just stand and do nothing, people who goof off, and disrespectful people. Overly respectful people..."
He paused in thought again tapping his side in thought again. "Well you get the idea. Uhm Hobbies... same as my likes really though I admit I do prefer to torture more... hmm Strengths and Weaknesses... well you'll see soon no need to verbally tell you." He grinned now; he'd seen the older boy... Hachiro had backed away slightly becoming paler.
The Kunoichi had a couple sweat drops but she was grinning a lot bigger then any of the three. As for the young arrogant bastard well he didn't look calm rather he seemed to be more lost in thought about something else.
He seemed to be trying to hide it but it was obvious that he felt fear by the fact that his hands had a slight shiver to them. "Not so calm in the face of so much skill are you, Himiloh?" He grinned at them lifting his hand; all three of the newly graduated Academy Students flinched as he did so.
"I'm not going to do anything to you guys... yet." Another flinch and he grinned even more, making him look more and more like the predator he was. His hand was pointing at the Himiloh, "You first. Introduce yourself."
Izur glared at the guy now, angered by the amount of fear that he felt from this man. To him it was irrational, because one single person shouldn't cause this much emotion from anyone, or that was the tail of thought that Izur followed.
The temperature in these rooms was generally rather nice but it had dropped dramatically as soon as this man had started speaking to them. Izur cleared his throat slowly speaking, his tone a soft tenor that went well with his slight size.
"I'm Himiloh Izur. My likes are training and advancing along as a Shinobi. My Dislikes are Nukenin from Kumogakure and any other traitors that would speak badly about our country. My hobbies, much like Kazu-Senpais are the same as my likes. My strengths..." He paused now thinking; he didn't want the Jounin to know what his strengths were.
He wasn't sure why but his father had mentioned that he would face another test immediately after passing the test at the Academy. "Is Genjutsu techniques. In contrast my weakness is Taijutsu."
The boy lied, his tone seeming calm and cooled as he spoke. Kazu's eyebrow rose slightly at the boys words, and he grinned starting to turn his head to look at Rin, who had for some odd reason been standing in the middle. "That boy graduated first in Taijutsu... and Gen... And Nin but he is in no way weak in his Taijutsu skills. So why the blatant lie?" the girl started to speak in a rather more manly tone then he had been prepared for.
"I'm Fukazawa Leiko, I like a lot of things mainly training and beating the hell out of my male counterparts. I don't dislike anyone except arrogant bastards, as for Hobbies, that's training and cooking. My strengths are Taijutsu and my weakness is Genjutsu." Kazu nodded as he turned to look at Hachiro who was more visibly frightened from having all the attention on him then any of the others.
"That girl won't be happy in any support positions, she didn't lie either... Lack of planning or is the Himiloh brat just a constant liar? Or maybe the brat knows something that he isn't sharing. Curious and more curious." Hachiro swallowed again and drew back his head slightly before closing his eyes and speaking quickly.
"I… I'm called Oonishi Hachiro. I like games, watching battles, watching people, and sometimes training. I dislike training, most of the time, and my family and drama My hobbies are puzzle solving and drawing. My strengths are Ninjutsu and I guess my weakness would be weaponry..."
As Hachiro finished Masaru gave him a grin. Of the three he felt that while Hachiro may have been the most frightened he had also stretched him to give everyone the best picture of him. Masaru reached into his weapons pouch and pulled out three crumpled pieces of paper. Handing them all to Hachiro, he started speaking again. "Pass 'em down."
As the boy complied with what he was told Masaru stood up to his full height. It was time for some real fun.
"As you may not know none of you are Genin yet. All you managed to do was pass an exam to weed out useless freaks. Now you have to pass up the test I have come up with you. Your instructions on where to go and what to bring are on that. Good..."
He was interrupted by Izur who (if it was even possible) had managed to sound even more arrogant. "How many of us will pass, Masaru-Sempai."
Masaru stopped staring at the boy silently before chuckling and allowing the suppressed killing intent in his body to let loose for a minute. Time to really scare these kids. "All right... good question. Unlike in the other villages were nine Genin will pass to become Shinobi in Kumogakure only six people will pass here."
He didn't mention that you passed or failed as a team so it might be taken either way with that he gave a wave. "Don't be late... or you'll regret it." With that he disappeared in a flash using the Shunshin no Jutsu again.
Shrugging Izur turned and walked out leaving the other two to talk about the test... and the startling facts that only six people would pass. He was on his way to his home, hoping that his father was there so he could learn more about this new test.
And to prepare for tomorrow, he knew doing any major training would only tire him for tomorrow but he still needed to do something.
Next Chapter: Kumo's Brutal Ways