"Kami? Kami! KAMI!"
Iruka lost his patience and he chucked the eraser at her. The other students eyes were on the sleeping girl as the eraser hurtled towered her. A split second before the eraser would have hit her, her hand shot up and caught the eraser.
"Just because I'm ignoring you doesn't mean I'm asleep." She said in a monotone voice.
"Well if you think your better that the rest of us," Iruka rationalized, "then surly you can come up her and demonstrate the bushin no jutsu for us."
He motioned for her to come down. Kami didn't object and walked down to where he was standing. Some of the kids jeered and others laughed.
"Go home!" "You're too old!" "You must be really stupid!" They shouted. Kami nonchalantly glared at them with her visible eye.
"Just because I don't choose to participate doesn't mean I'm stupid," she pointed out.
True she was older than the others, but it wasn't her fault. She quickly did the hand signs and said forcefully "bushin no jutsu" there was a poof and through the smoke 30 clones appeared. Iruka and the students stared.
"Kami that was amazing!" Iruka congratulated her. "It looks like you've been practicing,"
"My practicing hasn't paid off," she told him listlessly, realizing the jutsu.
"What do you mean?" He said puzzled at her logic, "You were able to create 30 clones easily,"
"That's the problem," she insisted, "I was trying for 3,"
"Well Kami, it's better to create more clones than not enough," he reasoned.
"Heh, yeah, but not 27 more than you wanted!" her voice coming to a crescendo, "If I was on a mission I would have given our position away.
She walked back to her seat, ignoring the eyes of the rest of the class. 'Damn,' she thought, 'why can't I control my chakra enough? Do I just have too much and will it seep out anyway?' She pondered the possibilities and ignored the rest of Iruka's lesson.
"Lunch time! Be back in 30 minutes." Iruka shouted.
As Kami walked to the outdoor tables someone grabbed her arm and stopped her. It was that hyuuga girl, with the navy hair.
"Umm excuse me but…" she trailed off.
"But what?" Kami asked gently, it was obvious that she was shy.
"N-never mind," she said and ran away.
Kami smiled to herself. She knew that two days they're squads would be chosen, she hoped the hyuuga girl was on her squad. She grabbed her lunch and went to eat.
'Crap,' she thought as she ran down the hall. 'I can't be late again,' she turned a sharp corner. She could see the classroom door, it was still open, she wasn't going to be late! NO, it was closing. She ran faster and faster and came closer and closer. Then, WHAM! Iruka jerked his head towards the door. The door had shut as she was about to run in, she ran right into it.
"Someone open the door for her, it locks from the outside," Iruka sighed. No one got up, it seemed like everyone wanted her to stay out. Then, one Hyuuga girl mustered up the courage, and went to open the door.
"Domo," Kami said relived that someone let her in.
"Aww, come on Hinata," Kiba whined as Kami and Hinata walked to their seats, "you should have left her out there,"
"Shut up inu-shōnen," Kami retorted.
"That's enough," Iruka scolded, "both of you; you're acting like 10 year olds. Kami, you should know better,"
"Yeah, being your age all," Kida taunted.
"Oh, that is it!" Kami yelled whipping out her black steel Katana.
"ENOUGH!!" Iruka screamed at them, "Detention, Both of you, my room after class," Snickers could be heard in the background. Kiba groaned. Kami blushed, "umm Iruka-sensei," the whole class turned their heads, she never called him sensei. "Yes?" he asked puzzled.
"I can't serve detention today," she mumbled, "I have a doctor's appointment." Iruka was about to say something when Kiba cut him off.
"What, does he have the results of your pregnancy test?" Anger filled her and tears welled up in her eyes. Then she ran out of the classroom and slammed the door behind her.
"Inuzuka Kiba, to the Hokage's office now!" Iruka fumed, "wait for me and your parents!"
Kami sat on the swing in the park sobbing. It was getting hard for her to breathe since her mask trapped the tears, and her nose was stuffed.
"Why does he hate me?" she thought out loud.
"He doesn't h-hate you," a small voice told her. Kami jerked her head up, and saw Hinata holding a tissue.
"He j-just likes to torment people, and for him you're t-the easiest." Kami sighed and took the tissue. "Thanks,"
"I hope he's not on my squad," Kami confided.
"Oh, Th-that reminds me," Hinata said suddenly, "we had the g-genin exams today, I-Iruka said you can make them up t-tomorrow, b-before the squad assignments."
"Thanks Hinata, you're a good kid," Kami smiled under her mask and hugged her. "I'm glad you passed, I hope I'm on your squad." She told her, releasing the blushing kunoichi. "Now I must get to my doctor's appointment, ja ne"
Hinata walked home hoping her new friend was on her squad.
Kami sat on her roof, looking up at the moon as the first flurries of snow fell, landing on her black hair, leaving white dots. 'It's been ten years today,' she sighed, wondering if the dull ache in her heart would ever go away. She had forgiven him, but, she could never forget. She watched the sky until the sun started to rise. Then she went inside to get ready.
She put on her black capri cargo pants, pulled on her black belly shirt, adjusted her mask, put her duel sword sheath on her waist, and attached her sebon pouch to it. Those were the only weapons she carried on her, the others she could just pull out of her "storage" in a hidden dimension.
She opened the window and with one hand holding on to the top, swung herself out feet first, and landed perfectly on her feet. Kami walked to the academy to take the genin exams.
