Kishka stared at the midget prodigy, the little 14 year-old creepy kid. That was his title when he appeared on the bullheads with the applicants, everyone curious yet strangely afraid of the boy. Kishka didn't fucking care, why would this little pischer bother him? He was one of Signal's top graduating students, what could this little blondie do to him? Plus, it's not like the little kid could ever manage to sway the feelings of the two girls on the team, absolutely not. And, Kishka thought, even if he did, wasn't that illegal?

Nikki was indifferent to the little blonde that was following behind his team, a large, pointed hat pulled over his face, shadowing it. His strange apparel was certainly thought provoking, as it was clearly built for speed. But Nikki couldn't help but feel that the apparel had a darker meaning. It was intimidating, sure, which was odd. Most Hunters and Huntresses preferred safe, hope-inducing outfits since they were protectors of society. Or they had a theme. Like Glynda Goodwitch, and her play on her name. Nikki let the topic go, considering she almost ran into a wall thinking about it.

Angela kept walking forward, ignoring the so-called prodigy on her team. She didn't care about his backstory, what he did with his free-time, what he did to get into Beacon early, or any of the stupid questions that annoying idiot on her team was asking the child! Yes! He was just a fucking child! Yes, that was what he was, a child. Someone she would have to coddle, reprimand, and fucking babysit. There was nothing he could do for the team, or her. That was it. He was a hindrance. Nothing more.

Naruto lagged behind his team, though he felt that as the leader he should've been in the front. He didn't even know why Ozpin made him leader, of a team that clearly didn't like him. Or, was indifferent. Or, clearly by Kishka's near-constant competition with him through simple questions, felt threatened by his mere presence. Naruto didn't like this feeling. He liked being alone, secluded. And Naruto didn't like that Ozpin had basically ordered him to, at some point, explain his blood. Naruto hated explaining his blood to people. They looked at him like he wasn't human afterword. Or, they looked at him with that damn calculating eye. Ozpin's had been the worst.

Kishka stared through his one open eye, the other closed from swelling and bruising, as his team leader spoke to Ms. Goodwitch. Naruto looked like he was gonna' have a mental breakdown every time he looked at Kishka. Kishka laid his head back down as the medics carried him away. Naruto really hated when others hurt his teammates. It was simply a spar gone too far, but Naruto was giving the other kid a seriously bad glare, even though the poor guy was worse off than Kishka.

Nikki politely excused herself from Kishka and Angela, the trio having just gotten done hearing the explanation of Naruto's blood. Ozpin and Glynda had been in attendance. Naruto looked terrified when they left, without saying anything. Glynda immediately went to comfort him, Ozpin looking into blank space with that contemplating look that Nikki had come to hate. That man always had a plan, and it seemed he was already planning for their reactions. Nikki was confused and overwhelmed, and she merely needed time to gather her thoughts. It's not everyday you learn that your team leader had blood that sounded like it should belong to gods.

Angela groaned in pain, only half-conscious as she watched Naruto carry Kishka and Nikki into the cave, covered in rain and their blood. Kishka was missing a fucking arm, for christ's sake. Angela wondered what her favorite little blonde was going to do about the whole fucked up situation. Nikki was completely unconscious, her blonde hair stained with her blood, the stain getting larger by the second. Apparently, she had a head injury. Kishka was groaning in pain, clutching the stumpy elbow that had once been his proud arm. Kishka was really proud of his muscles, that he would still go to the gym everyday to get bigger. Angela didn't worry about what was going to happen, stuck in a cold, damp cave with no way of communication for reinforcements or help. She never worried. After all, Naruto was their team leader. And he never failed them.

Naruto slowly closed the door behind him as he exited the ungodly white room, only one of his once four-man team members laying in the room. He knew he shouldn't have ever thought about the transfusion. Angela was no doubt going to hate him. Naruto would never roll his eyes, annoyed as Kishka flexed in front of Nikki and Angela, trying to elicit a reaction. He was never going to experience Nikki's psychological ponders, he would miss the late night talks, staring at the fractured moon. Naruto sat outside of the hospital room, sunk down to the floor, and removed his pointed hat. He placed his hands on his forehead, before beginning to cry. No one ever truly knew what they had until it was gone. Naruto was supposed to be their leader, the one that got them out of any situation. The one that had managed to get Kishka to get a grade past a C. The one that got Nikki to laugh. The one that got Angela to go a full-day without swearing. The one that couldn't do the job when it mattered most.

Naruto sat at his desk, sleeves rolled up. He was staring at the white circle in his arm, watching the blood flow past the little piece of glass that opened up when he flipped the switch. In his hand was an essay that he had assigned the class. Well, not really an essay, just a response to a simple question. What is your Semblance, and how can it be applied in battle? Some students couldn't reply, which while sad, was understandable. Some simply stated they only knew what to do when it mattered, and never thought about how their semblance could be used in battle. And, of course, there were his over-achievers. Which, he appreciated of course, but every single response he got was exactly what he expected. Honest, and wrong.

Class. Ruby's class.

Naruto lazily sat on his desk, staring at his class. Waiting. 5 minutes passed before he could clearly see the irritation on Weiss' face. 2 more minutes passed, before the Schnee heiress' hand flew up, and Naruto indicated her with a nod of his head. "Mr. Uzumaki, what is the point of this class session!?" Weiss practically shouted, agitated as she stared at him expectantly. "Well, I was waiting for exactly that. Drive. You all come from backgrounds where everything was given to you, and by that I mean by teachers," Naruto hastily added this when he saw Blake's pointed glare, "And therefore you lack the drive to get things done." At this accusation, Naruto received more glares.

"I know what you think. How the hell is the 16 year-old midget supposed to understand? Simple. I was out on the field. I know how terrible this can be. I remember one team, CSHR, lead by a boy named Carter. We were assigned to a joint-team mission. We had to locate and kill a pack of beowolves that were killing cattle. Carter lead the whole operation, as his team and a certain member of my team voted that he would be a better leader. Carter got his entire team killed, and almost got a member of my team killed as well." As his words turned grim, the entire class suddenly stopped muttering between themselves.

"H-how?" Came the scared question from Jaune. Naruto closed his eyes, before standing off of the desk. "Well, we had identified the pack. Carter decided to not make a plan at all, and the next day he rushed in with his team and forced my team to go in as well. Turns out, there was a group of criminals that had faked beowolf attacks in order to kill off a few Hunters that had been trying to shut down their organization. Damn bastards didn't realize it would be assigned to student teams. Opened fire on Carter and his team, dust bombs that had been planted in the floor going off and obliterating Carter's team." Naruto stopped again, eying the class. Everyone looked shaken from this revelation.

"Carter had no drive to plan and make a course of action. Even if it were normal beowolves, would rushing in have been a good plan at all? Does he not know that Beowolves are territorial, and that most stay in that territory? Or that it would've been better to strike under the cover of the sun, due to the beowolves natural ability in night? Or that forcing an uncooperative ally to conform to your plan without discussing a compromise was a bad fucking idea? No. Carter didn't do any of this. And you know what made this whole situation worse?"

At the class' silence, Naruto continued. "Carter's semblance could've been applied to assess the territory." The class was shocked, the teacher had brought this back to Semblances. "Carter's semblance was the manipulation of air, and he mainly used it to boost his speed and to levitate because he thought it 'looked cool'. Now, who here knows how Carter could've applied his control over wind to assess the territory?" Naruto questioned the class, and was disappointed when no one answered.

"See? This is why my class exists. Carter could've used his control over wind to feel the displacement inside the territory, and could've easily known from the shape of the displacement that beowolves were not in the territory at all, and that a whole team of criminals were lying in wait to ambush us." The class stayed silent, pondering his words, before each having individual 'ah hah!' moments. "Now, I would like to call on Ruby Rose. In your response, you stated that your Semblance was speed, correct?" Ruby looked up, blushed, and then looked around, confused.

"Uh-uh I think?" Ruby stated, making the class giggle a little. Naruto smiled softly, seeing the girl's clear embarrassment. "Now, little thinker," At her nickname, the class giggled again, "I would like to ask how you apply your Semblance in battle." Naruto questioned, and Ruby finally understood. "Well, Mr. Uzumaki, I use my Semblance to out-speed my opponents and disorient? I think that's the word, and confuse my opponents. I also use it to get in many attacks that most grimm can't evade due to my speed." Ruby smiled, beaming at her answer. She was very proud after all.

"Good, very good. Exactly what I was looking for. It's still un-complete however. For example, when you are in the air, you use the sniper mode of your weapon to increase your speed correct?" At Ruby's nod, he continued, "Well, that is a brilliant and horrible idea. It's wasteful of your ammo, and it's very loud. Normally, this could be remedied by adding a silencer," Naruto held his hand up to silence Ruby before she shouted, "And I know from looking at the blueprints that Qrow sent over of your weapon, a silencer isn't able to be applied. What would you do if a teammate relied on sound? Or your opponent was able to avoid because your shots gave away your location?" Ruby looked frustrated, and she clearly didn't have an answer.

"Anyone? Any idea on how she could fix this?" No one answered. Naruto sighed. "Simple. Your Semblance. You don't even know if it works in the air, do you?" Ruby was shocked, she never tested it. "Well, news flash, it should work. Theoretically anyway. Your semblance isn't increasing the rate at which your legs more or any thing like that, it's simply 'pushing' you in a way. Not quite sure how to phrase it, but if it works like I think it does, then it should work in the air. Try it out sometime." Ruby nodded, happy that her teacher had helped her. "Now, let's go over everyone else's."