Like Oil And Water-Part 1

It was his first day at Kirigakure Ninja Academy for the small, six-

year-old Chojuro and he was as nervous as could be. Since Chojuro

had no parents (they had both died during a mission several years

ago), he had to wait in line and get his class schedule by himself.

During the wait, the baby blue-haired boy looked around anxiously,

hoping to find someone his age. Through the crowd of bustling

parents, he spotted a boy his age, with shoulder length white hair and

bright, violet eyes. He stared at the boy until he finally stared back.

Once their eyes met, Chojuro smiled shyly at him to be friendly.

However, the boy only stuck his tongue out at him and ran away

laughing. Chojuro stared down at his feet dejectedly, when all of a

sudden, the lady at the desk chimed, "Next in line, please." He

stepped up to the table and she said in a sweet tone,

"Name, please."

"Uh, Ch-Chojuro," he stuttered.

"Hm…Chojuro…Chojuro.." she muttered while going through a stack

of papers.

"Ah! Here you are!" she cried, handing him his schedule. "Good luck

in class," she added with a smile.

"Oh, thank you!" said Chojuro as he rushed off to his class.