True Colors- A lot of Mika's skills, training and such is going to be inspired by his Russian Boxer who is a little girl... I don't remember but I think she is like Nine years old and became masterful in a year of training and now is pretty famous for it. Did you know that the Academy is in the same building as the Hokage's office?

" Are you Sure, the other Civilan born Trainees have tat least two more years of training." Hiruzen smiled kindly at the stoic eight year old, doing his best to forget the memory of the boy's bloody and unconscious just six months prior. He took great pride in executing the boy's father for putting him in such a state to begin with. That being said, he still didn't like the idea of the boy starting ninja training so late. " I know that you have made great strides in your Rehabilitation, but it may be too much for your body."

The boy's blue eyes met him unflinchingly and without any desperate nervousness that most people had due to his fame as Hokage. It was a good sign though a tad unnerving to see in a child. " I am aware that most of the Academy students have the summer off, during my summer I started training to build my stamina, flexibility and strength. I am not at the level most of my fellow students will be but I should be able to catch up. More so I plan on training after school as often as my body and work schedule will allow. More so, when Summer hits I will not stop my training. I know, though rare, many students in the past have trained and managed to graduate within a single year of the academy."

'Ah... there it is, sweat and an edge of nervousness in his voice... he is human...and clearly he has spent a great deal of time planning this. Quite mature and well thought out, especially given his age.' Pride swelled in Hiruzen, it was rare to see such dedication especially in days of peace like theirs. " Very well, and since you are now and Orphan and in the Ninja Program you shall have your allowance doubled. We do to allow you to buy Kunai and any other supplies you might need... but you knew that I am sure."

A Thin blush fell across the boy's face before fading. " Yessir, I've... for the first month after my coma I wasn't allowed to do much so I read... I asked the Volunteers to bring me books from the library... I've already caught up on all of the academy reading thus far and feel as though I could test out on academics alone. Of course being a ninja is more then that, so I have already begun practicing the katas or rather the few in the academy Scrolls. I have already begun to consider potential specialties, based on my personality and low chakra levels." Slightly, Hiruzen noticed the boy's finger twitching, grasping his pants tightly. He recognized the move as a sign of nervousness and fear, a fair reaction given the choice the boy was making. " I Know sir, that being a Ninja means being a weapon... being a tool for the village but it also means having power over your own choices, over what happens to you... there is a logic and point to most things, and honestly I crave that. I need it... It might not seem like much to most, but to me that is everything."

Overwhelming sadness flooded Hiruzen's soul, he understood completely. Most of their Orphans said something similar, especially after Wars or the Kyuubi attack. Just being able to control an aspect of their lives was everything to these children. Of course that also meant that they were some of the most loyal Ninjas, so as Immoral as it was it always served to benifit their village so he made a point to take advantage of it regardless of his personal feelings." Very well, I will fill out your documents, you make your way down and join today's class. If anyone has an issue with your coming in so late, tell them that you have my permission... also, if I were you, I would find a training grounds near your home and train there. Feild 23 is usually open, it would be a good place for you to train in private and it is near a creek so you can bathe or relax once you get tired." Deep inside he was satisfied, he helped this child without showing favoritism and gained a potential assest to the Leaf all while solidifying some connection to himself in the boy's mind. It was a simple tactic but it was so perfect...

" Thank you sir, uh... just out of curiosity when will my allowances be in? I was considering saving up for weights."

Pleasure spiked, oh this was a good idea. He rarely found a ninja or student willing to put in this kind of effort... perfect. " Every Thursday, the day after Ninjas receive their weekly pay."

With and a small smile, the boy left, leaving Hiruzen to lay back with a pleased smile. " Maybe he will be great, but more then likely he will be a forever Chunin... all is well, either way he will be an asset and that is always a good thing."

Mika could barely keep the smile on his face, damn he was happy. He kept his cool, even though the Hokage's presence was as blinding as the Sun when you first wake up, and shut his emotions down. Those books were great, the Ninja code was so simple. Rule twenty four, Ninjas do not show emotions and ensure control over their face as not to give away intent or potential deceit. Not that hard for someone who grew up masking any sign of resentment or displeasure from his insane father.

' I'm a Ninja, I can't believe it... okay calm down, excitement is over we still have to pass. If all goes as we plan, we might be able to graduate in two years. I really hope we do, it would be a nice middle finger at those snooty Clan ninjas. Kami, I want to kick their teeth in.' Perhaps it was foolish, but Mika could not stand most of the clan people. While some were pretty nice, most had this irrational sense of superiority once supported by the fact that the village put them in the nicest parts of the village and treated them so much better then everyone else. Lesser sentences for equal crimes, more of a say in government, discounts on construction work and healthcare even if they were not Ninjas. Sure these were all things his father had told him but that didn't take away it's truth, nor make it any less annoying. ' It will be so nice to show them all that lineage really doesn't matter.'

Overly pleased with himself, Mika made his way down the Academy side of the building, basking in the pleasant glow of the village's presence. Only when the doors to the Academy part of the Administrative building became visible did Mika feel a sharp wave of nervousness. He had worked really hard to overcome the damage to his body... countless hours of rehab and even more time to build a little muscle and stamina to prepare for the academy...

" Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen... Twenty... " Black spots exploded across the plane of Mika's vision, waves of Dizziness and the urge to puke came next. He figured it was a pretty good idea to stop and rest for a bit. Quietly, Mika struggled to stand and hobble to his bathroom, leaning against the Cool tiles with an exhausted smile on his face. " Twenty, Twenty Sit ups...I'm at a third of my Goal...Ms. Shima would kill me if she saw."

The Image of the overly doting Nurse made him chuckle, she wanted him to sit on his ass and do nothing. Relax she said, take it easy she said... bah, he had already recovered from his coma and his skull was fully healed. All he had left to do was deal with his slightly emaciated frame, and to do that he had to work out and eat well. Ninjas were strong and fast, and he wasn't either. Yet. He was changing that, in the last Month he had gone from not being able to do a single sit up or push up to being able to do twenty of each!

Reaching Over to the Pile of Books and Scrolls he put behind his door, knowing he would end up sitting in the bathroom to relax, Mika grabbed the smallest scroll. It didn't have any special markers but he knew it was the basic Katas for the Academy. He had wanted to join the academy when he was five, but his dad never let him... he had prepared quite a bit and knew that a lot of Clan kids had Taijutsu training as soon as they could walk. He wanted that kind of advantage then so he tried to convince his dad to get him a scroll on Taijutsu... it didn't work... Of course that didn't matter any more since his dad was rotting somewhere in an unmarked grave. Maybe out of spite, that scroll was the first thing Mika got from the Library.

" This doesn't seem to hard... maybe I should wait until I don't want to pass out? Yeah, that would probably be best." Leaning back against the tiles, Mika closed his eyes and imagined himself in the First Stance. Hips turn laterally, Knees shoulder length apart, One hand close to the Chest and the other slightly out facing inwards in a loose fist. Slowly he drifted into the Next Stance, shifting his arms and hips and feet over and over again, gliding through the Katas until he made his way back to the First. Over and Over again he repeated this, memorizing every single detail as best he could. It was probably Fifteen minutes later when Mika gained enough strength to Stand and move into his Dinning room. His Folding Dinning table was placed away, giving him enough room to fall into his stance. Like he imagined, Mika quickly began moving, listing off the movements outloud. " First Stance, Follow through, arms in."

His sore muscles screamed at him, angry that he wasn't resting... he ignored them, knowing better then to listen to their whining. He had to do this, had to get better... He only had two months before late admissions into the academy closed up. He had to be able to do this without thinking, make it muscle memory. This time, the hard part wasn't moving his stance but keeping still. His Muscles weren't used to holding himself so taunt and that hurt... He managed thirty minutes of this before he had to stop and get some water.

" Alright, five minute break then a walk around the village while doing handsigns." Grabbing his list from the Fridge, Mika quickly penned down how long he managed, making a tiny note. " Starting Monday, I will add a Jog."

It took a while and he was almost hospitalized from Dehydration once, but he was pretty damn proud of the results. He was so much stronger over all, reaching Eighty Situps and Pushups, Fourty kicks and Punches with each arm, a full hour of Kata practicing, and a solid Forty minutes of Jogging per day. Not to say that his abilities were perfect or always consistent, but he was still pretty good. From what he gathered he was about just under average for an academy student his age, so really he was in range to get better while still being able catch up and get better over time... OR so he hoped...

' Okay Mika, this is it... the begining of the Journey to be a Ninja, a murderer in the name of your village... Yeah right, like I give a flying turd about this place, they only want me to be their puppet like any other Tool... No, I am doing this for my self. I'm not becoming another person's slave...' Nerves Calmed entirely, Mika walked into the Academy doors, looking for Room Six ( According to the Paper the Hokage gave him). Without hesitance he walked right into the classroom, head held eyes and not an ounce of emotion in his eyes or stance.

" Hello?" The Class Sensei gave Mika a dirty look, annoyed that someone interrupted him or came in so late.

Handing the man the papers, Mika offered a slight smile. " My Name is Mika, I was admitted today to join your class. I would have joined earlier but I in the hospital for a while and they wanted to make sure before I joined."

Slowly, the Ninja in front of him nodded, a look of acceptance, annoyance and exhaustion crossed his face. " Very well... Everyone this is Mika, he shall be joining us today, please welcome him." Very happy, Mika walked to a seat in the eight row, sitting next to two girls one of which were glaring at him. He ignored them... " Alright class, as I was saying, today is an important Day... today is Chakra activation day. Simply put, today is the day that most of you will be opening up your chakra, so that once you graduate you can become full Ninja. Some of you have already activated your Chakra, especially those of you born to clans. If you have activated your chakra, you get to practice your Taijutsu in the courtyard until Lunch then you get to go home."

" YAH!" Several of the kids cheered, happy to be out of class. They Stampeded towards the bottom of the class, hurrying out to the Courtyard in an obnoxious way only children are capable of.

Happy to be away from some of the kids, Mika turned to the Sensei, eagerly awaiting the reveal of his chakra. ' I wonder how powerful I am, how much chakra I have... do I have an element...' He was practically bouncing off of his seat, unable to restrain his excitement completely. ' What is is going to feel like? Will it hurt?'

" Alright kids, get down here and get into a line. " Apparently everyone was as excited as he was, and quickly fell into line. Mika naturally made sure he was near the top, he didn't want to wait at all. " Okay, the Procedure is actually pretty simple. Your going to perform a few handsigns, focusing on your stomach... feel the rise and fall of yur breathe and imagine the power rising. It might take a few tries, but that's okay." Holding his hands out, the Sensei ( Who still hadn't told Mika his name...) went through a few hand signs. Tora, Dog, Reconciliation...it was pretty simple.

' Seem fair... okay, deep breathes, focus on the warmth in my belly... over and over and over... In and out... Tora, Dog, Reconciliation.' By the time Mika went through the signs four times, he heard a few of the kids cheering, feeling the warmth of their chakra brushing against his skin as it exploded from them. From what he remembered from the books, that was a sign of either a bloodline or high amounts of chakra. Oddly enough, that didn't encourage him.

By the time he got to the fifteen cylce of hand signs most of the Students got their chakra active. He was getting pretty peeved...' Okay, go with that anger... The Tremble in your muscles, your breathing getting faster, your gut tightening... There, I can.. it's so small... ' Annoyed but happy, Mika yanked as hard as he could and that fire filled him up. His Muscles burned but in a good sort of way, like when you worked out really hard and your muscles are screaming at you... " What the ... ah...ah..." Heat smashed into his head, like a million tiny fires against his skin. " What is this... Sensei."

Cold fingers grabbed his temples, a strong but cold fire touching his skin drowned out his pain. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw his Sensei looking at him with amused concern. " Your fine, Mika... but it seems that you have sensory abilities. What did it feel like?"

From the corner of his eyes, Mika saw soft green fire wrapped around his sensei's hands. Whatever it was, it was easing his pain. The other students weren't looking at him, a few were getting similar treatment from Adults that he hadn't seen before. " It is like... a lot of candles, all burning at once, their fires burning against my skin and muscles and brain... your like a camp fire... and I can feel someone else, their like a sun... "

Smiling, his sensei just laughed. " That Sun is the Hokage, his chakra is incredible in both amount and potency. I imagine to a new sensor it is a bit overwhelming. Don't worry though, your mind is a just a bit sensitive to the Sense you now have control over. That should fade out and be gone entirely when you wake up tomorrow."

" Thank, for... whatever it was that you just did... uh you never did introduce your self."

" Oh, sorry about that... my name is Gin Yamanaka."

Gin was impressed, the kid was taking his new ability in stride. ' I wonder what this kid is going to do... his handsigns were better then most of the others, but his chakra levels are so small... even if he trained for a hundred years the kid will never have chakra levels beyond that of a typical Jonin I think... I bet if he tested his DNA and Chakra in depth, we would find literally no Ninja or Samurai Ancestors.'

Smiling at his new student, Gin pulled away his healing hands and stood. " Meditation might help you develop your abilities kid. " He knew it would he and most of his family had sensory powers so... " Now, if you'll excuse me."

He had to admit, he didn't have a lot of faith in this batch of kids... they all seemed so childish, but to be fair he grew up in the Third war so maybe his perspective wasn't the least bias. More so only five kids can from Clans, a Hyuuga branch girl, two Akamichi's, an Uchiha and a Sarutobi. More then likely only they would pass, they were the only people with impressive chakra levels and some experience in Combat beyond the little the Academy taught thus far.

But maybe he was wrong, maybe this year would surprise him... he sure hoped so, being a teacher was getting quite boring...

Chapter End, Tell me what you think in the reviews.

Yes Mika is a prodigy and yes he is already dark but that will be a plot point both for an against him... you'll understand soon I promise. I have carefully weighed his potential abilities and weaknesses and created a great and interesting path idea for him...

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.