Libya.

15 years of age.

Purple hair.

166 cm tall.

Rank: chounin

Daniel.

16 years of age.

Blue hair.

170 cm tall.

Rank: Jounin

Libya closed her eyes as the wind blew in her hair and she was left standing alone in the warm glow of the summer morning sun. Every single day she tried to control her chakra; it hadn't worked a single day. She sighed and walked inside. She tightened the headband around her head, which proved she was a ninja from the village hidden in the leaves. It had been about a week since the number one knuckle head ninja of the hidden leaf village, Uzumaki Naruto, had left on his journey with the one of the legendary Sanin; Jiraya to get more power. Libya's teammate; Daniel; was standing at the end of the hallway, waiting for her. 
"What took you so long?" He asked, clearly annoyed. She giggled a bit; 
"Jealous of my me time, Daniel-kun?" 
"You wish Libya-hime." Libya had never understood why Daniel called her "princess". 
"Where's Hibachi-Sensei, anyway?" Libya asked, and Daniel shrugged. 
"Who knows? But then again, who gives a crap where he is. He's probably off chasing some horny chick." They looked at each other for a few seconds before bursting into laughter.

Daniel's laughter quickly died, as Hibachi appeared out of nowhere. 
"What are you to laughing about?" The seemingly blind ninja asked them. 
"Nothing, sensei." Libya said and started walking. Daniel and Hibachi turned their heads together and Daniel shrugged and followed Libya. A short boy ran down the hall, and made Libya lose her balance. 
"Konohamaru!" She yelled in surprise as she got her balance back, but Konohamaru didn't pay any attention to her and continued running. 
"Come back here!" Konohamaru was gone around the corner before she had finished the sentance. 
"What was that all about?" Daniel muttered, and Hibachi shrugged. 
"More of them are coming." He said and Libya turned around, followed by a small yell of surprise as the rest of Konohamaru's class came running, Moegi in the front. She flattened herself against the door, scared of being crushed by the children.