I own nothing
In the terms of simple mortals, the last few years have been nothing less that a 'drag'.
The system was simple, I managed to simplify it to a five step process:
1. Iruka teaches something
2. I learn it in a few minutes
3. I have to sit and watch the rats try to learn it for days
4. I get in trouble for insulting my 'classmates'
5. The idea of suicide becomes ever more appealing
Honestly, the world had become soft in my absence. The fact that when someone cut themselves holding a kunai the appropriate response was to console them with words like 'there there' and 'don't worry it happens' makes me want to vomit. If someone could not fight, better to finish them off quickly than let an enemy do it slowly.
Of course Iruka did not share the same thought process as me, constantly sending me to the Monkey (my new name for the Hokage) to talk to me sternly, because he didn't have the steel to do it himself.
Neither did the old man either, really. But I like him to think so sometimes; it adds a taste of satisfaction whenever I top my insults and say something even more offensive, just knowing that he will sigh and contemplate retiring having to listen to what I said. And then making sure he notices the smug expression on my face as a rotten parent rants about how rude I was to their spoiled child... fantastic.
The only light in the otherwise horribly horrible life of a Konoha citizen.
My powers were locked away, the two rats who sealed me left their marks, the two seals on my shoulders is harder than stone, I had no chance of breaking the seals at my current power. My only hope was to slowly weaken the seal through exertion, the more I used my chakra and the more I used these 'jutsu' the more the seals weakened.
It was a painfully slow process, but once they broke... I will return to godhood.
And then brutally kill the two rats that sealed me. The two rats that was right in front of me. I had to sit everyday and watch the animals that defeated me learn...
It only made my defeat even more embarrassing. The yellow one was stupid to the point it gave me headaches listening to him talk, the black one was just plain wrong... just everything about him made me upset, and the pink one? The pink one was weaker than the squirrel I had (almost) killed. She was hopelessly in love for no reason and had no skills in anything other than book work.
I lost to a group of the worst of humanity, the dirt of the pitiful species.
"Magnificent job on the Henge!"
I held my head up high as I walked back to my seat. Of course my transformation into a blank dummy was flawless, my moves was a reflection of myself obviously.
It was disappointing, my first year of the academy. All we learned was 'Konoha' this and 'Konoha' that, and I could care less about Konoha. Nevertheless, I did the course to perfection, learning all (and storing it away to never be used again) about this stain on society and the fundamentals of 'chakra', what they called my gift to man.
It was not Hagoromo's gift to men, it was mine. He may have given it to them, but I was the one to manifest it.
They should be thanking me for this power.
Luckily this second year proved to be fruitful, they finally allowed me to tap into the reserves of energy I held. I instantly accessed it in while the little rats were still fathoming what 'meditation' was. I was the obvious greatest out of my schoolmates, and the instructors all knew, as they called me up to be the example all the time.
The idiocy, however, of having to make your guardian sign a paper for 'Taijutsu' lessons was palpable to me. Why did I have to go to the Monkey to sign a paper saying 'this one is allowed to hit another person', this was training to be a warrior, wasn't it? Pathetic that these humans were so soft they needed waivers when faced with the slightest of violence.
"Psst-" A tap on my arm, "-hey Kaguya."
I turned to glare at the one who called me, the orange one, with a few other rats behind him.
"What?" I demanded.
The rodent pulled back. "I... we..."
I glared at them harshly.
"Howdoyoudothejutsupleasedonthurtme!" he rushed through then retreated to the back of the group, putting the pink rodent in front of me.
I understood what he was saying, but simply turned my head straight to continue looking at the front, where Iruka was watching a student try the technique out.
"Hey... did you understan-"
My glare came back onto the pink one. "Do not be near me, rat. Your colossal head is blocking the sun from reaching me."
I turned, resisting the smirk from the look she had, and tuning out the words her friends threw at me.
I just wanted all of these peasants to get on with this demonstration so more advanced stuff would come into play, as the current exercise was not straining the seals on me enough. More powerful techniques were needed for any attempt to regain my power to be eventful.
"Kaguya." The voice of my instructor snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Yes Iruka-sama."
He ignored my honorific and continued, "Did you insult Sakura?"
"Yes Sensei."
He sighed. "Can you please refrain from doing that again?"
"What does refrain mean?" One of the rats in the crowd asked.
Iruka and I both ignored that.
"If you request, Sensei, then I shall listen. But may you allow me to speak my mind?"
"You always can."
I looked at the group of... of scum. "These rats are training to be warriors, if they cannot handle a simple insult then it is better to end them now to prevent the further disgrace of Konoha." Not that I cared about Konoha; saying that could help persuade Iruka to see my point in ending these pitiful excuses of people.
Unfortunately, this was a common affair among me and the children. And Iruka only shook his head tiredly at my argument. He would most likely go to the Monkey later to tell him about my words, like he always did.
I did not agree with some of his decisions, but as a teacher I must respect and honor his every wish when under his jurisdiction, as I would be until I graduate.
"Kaguya, no."
"Yes Sensei."
Next time. Next time he must agree with me.