I woke and stretched as light filtered through my thin curtains. The soft pitter-patter of the rain a welcome friend as it beat rhythmically against my window.

Once dressed and ready I made my way down the hall and to the kitchen. My mother wasn't there and I think purposefully.

Last night I'd asked her where I came from and she'd just laughed.

Don't you know how children are made, Misora? We've spoken about this before…

I'd confided that I didn't think I'd meant that but she sent me up to bed, claiming I was just tired and not thinking straight. Now she seemed to be avoiding me.

The problem was I didn't know what I had meant.

But since she wasn't around to question further and my head wasn't around the thought yet, I decided to leave the matter to one side for the time being and headed out to train with my team…

…Who were late; again. Or perhaps I am just always early? Either way I spend an agonizingly dull ten minutes sitting on the ground waiting and getting wet (I always forget a bloody umbrella) every time.

Luckily Yukio was first to arrive and he never forgets to bring an umbrella, he can't. Though I never feel very safe sitting under his so always keep my mind busy and pray I wont have to wait too long to start training.

I should introduce Yukio; he's a Genin (as we all are) on my team. He's clumsy and simple and always apologising for something. He's got no chakra control, no concentration, he's no good at being quiet and it takes him days to remember hand signs. Luckily he doesn't need these things too badly yet. I'm not saying he isn't strong, because he is, for a Genin. Not physically, exactly (my team seriously lacks in physical brute) but give him a weapon and he'll have figured out a use for it in under a minute – just not always the typical use. His favourite weapons are umbrellas, a big theme here in Amegakure. He seals (with help though his sealing is improving) hidden weapons into the lining and makes them rain down (though his control and aim aren't perfect so we tend to jump away when this happens) on enemies. He's now training in safer weapons to save our lives.

As for appearance he's the cute type, slightly chubby cheeks still, with big, doe eyes that are the exact colour I have my coffee – rich and milky. He has light brown hair that curls at the ends when wet (you would never have guessed that this was most the time from where we live…) and has a lopsided grin that shows off slightly wonky teeth. Also, he is somewhat lacking in the height department. As for clothes, he wears black trousers and a fishnet top along with sandals – the usual shinobi getup, though recently he's had this idea of adding a long black coat (which doesn't do much to help his height problem).

Daichi is my other team member and he's not very like Yukio at all. Daichi always has a hood up but underneath I think he has long purple hair. His eyes are usually in shadows but I know them to be as green as spring grass and as narrow as can be before being classed as closed. Opposite to Yukio, Daichi is rather tall and has a thin, angular face and never apologises for anything.

Nin-Jutsu is what Daichi mainly uses and he's pretty damn good at it too, he has water type and is thinking of finding out what his second element is. Picking things up comes as second nature to him and he never seems to forget the hand signs or moves to anything, not that he's the smart type (since strategy and theory is something he's never felt the need to bother with) just the sensible one.

Surprisingly the two get on like peas in a pod.

I'm the only girl and probably the weakest. I understand the theory behind things but can never relay what I know and strategy eludes me – I am trying to improve this however as, without our teacher, our team dangerously lacks mental power. So far I haven't bothered finding out what element I'd use as simple; non-element Nin-Jutsu is hard enough for me as it is. Like the rest of my team my muscles don't bulge and my punches aren't anything to brag about. But being small I'm pretty fast and I'm good at Gen-Jutsu, even if I do say so myself.

In the way of looks I wear dark blue to match my eyes and have long black hair. I couldn't really explain myself in much more detail as I can't see how I smile and can't categorize myself without feeling vain. I can say that I think I'm skinny but slightly toned, though, as those are just facts and come with the occupation.

A few minutes after Yukio, Daichi turned up and the two started an animate conversation about the latest release of Ame-Nin weekly (a terrible magazine written by Non-Shinobi's to advise Shinobi's. Daichi agrees with me, Yukio does not). Yukio kept swinging his arms dramatically and moving the umbrella from over my head and then falling into profoundly apologising before jumping back into the argument so in the end I told him it was fine and he could put it down. It's even more terrifying when he swings it about and I can never shake the dread that weapons will slip out.

Suddenly a figure jumped from the tree's and grabbed me, hauling me off the ground and pinning an arm behind my back. "Got to keep alert, guys, do I really have to lecture you on this again?" Tadashi-sensei sighed behind me (he was big on lectures) and dropped his grip.

I pouted as I stumbled for my balance and Daichi suppressed a snigger and Yukio almost had a mental breakdown as he tried to figure out who he should say sorry to first.

"So what are we doing today, sensei?" I asked to try and divert the attention from the fact I'd just been humiliated.

"Well, Misora, today we won't be training. Instead, you know how the Chunin exams are coming up? Well we're going to be seeing the leaders; I think you guys are being enrolled in them."

You could have heard a pin drop

A/N:

Rainbow Unicorn Raves are more fun with Cupcakes!

Written by DaydremerCloudwatcher

Edited by Akatsukifreak