Chapter Three: Gender Disability

"Mhhhmmm…" Aaya said as she yawned. She opened her eyes to see she was lying in Kazai's arms. Carefully, she squirmed her way out, careful not to wake him up. Good thing she decided she was going to do this today, because registration was today. She borrowed Kazai's mission tools and removed her shirt. She began wrapping her chest, very tightly. Aaya didn't want to waste chakra on her whole body, she just needed to disguise her face. Aaya did a series of hand signs and transformed into a male form of her. She now had short black hair and her body build was a bit larger. Then she left. About when she was half-way there, this pale kid ran into her.

"I'm sorry!" Aaya apologized.

"Yeah, watch where you're going you…"The kid said sarcastic.

"Hey, what was that for? What did I ever do to you?"

"I bet you think you are all high and mighty because you have a house. Well I don't give a crap who you are; all people are the same to me."

"Actually, I'd rather live outside than live in that stupid house. I'm glad you don't think highly of me. Anyway it wouldn't be the first time. Now if you excuse me, I must go."

"Um, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude. Let me re-introduce myself. The name's Usagi."

"My name is A-…." Aaya was about to blow her cover.

"A… what?"

"Akira. The name is Akira." She quickly thought of any A name.

"Well, where ya heading?"

"The Academy. I have to register."

"Have fun, I already graduated a few months ago."

"You did? Wow."

"Yeah, pretty easy. Well I don't want to hold you up. See ya." Usagi said as he disappeared into the shadows. Aaya sighed and continued on her way until she reached the academy.

"Name Please." The teacher asked Aaya.

"Akira Miyamoro." She stated plainly.

"Alright, you're all signed up. Classes start tomorrow."

"Thanks."

-The Next Day-

"Aw, man. These bindings really hurt." Aaya said as she got dressed for her classes that were about to start. She did her jutsu and left her room only to run into Kyo.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry Kyo. I didn't mean to run into you. My dearest apologies." Aaya said hoping he wouldn't notice her appearance. Even if he did, he wouldn't have said anything. He barely ever does.

"…………" Kyo just stood there and stared at her. Aaya inched away slowly and ran to her classes. As she entered the classroom, she noticed there was a mix of ages. Anybody from 4-12 were in here. Guessing, that she was the only four year old. Aaya took a seat in the back away from the others, watching the instructor from a distance.

"Ok class, the first thing we do every morning is warm ups! Give me 25 laps around the village. Remember, breathe through your nose, not your mouth! We are training your endurance and stamina! Now get to it, and no shortcuts. If even one of you short cuts, it'll be 100 laps around." The teacher pointed out.

As Aaya ran around her 15th lap, she was comepletely worn out. She felt like her lungs were about to explode if she took another step. She took a short rest until somebody grabbed her shoulders. She quickly turned around and it was …

"Hey, Akira! Doing the warm ups?" Usagi said slightly apologizing for scaring her so badly.

"Sadly. I'm beat, comepletely worn out!" Aaya admitted.

"If it makes you feel better, I'll run the remaining 10 laps for you, disguised as you. Since I graduated already, I probably have more endurance and stamina. What do you say, Akira?" Usagi suggested.

"Please, do." Aaya said breathing out a sigh of relief.

"Well I'll be on my way." Usagi said running. About ten minutes later, Usagi told Aaya to go back to the academy. He was done his 10 laps.

"Now, wasn't that a fun warm up?" The Teacher said excitedly. In response… he heard just groans of pain and agony. All the kids were dead tired, laying on the floor, sweating through their eyes, even. All except for Aaya of course. Noticing this, the teacher went over to Aaya.

"You, what's your name kid." The teacher asked Aaya.

"It's Akira, sensei." Aaya said slightly afraid of what was going to happen next.

"Well Akira, you seem to be above the rest of the class when it comes to endurance. You seem like a pretty smart boy and a brilliant fighter, especially since you are the youngest here! I'd like you to meet the leaders, Kazuma Shijihiro. He's coming in a few minutes, to meet the class and recruit some future soldiers. It'd be an honor if you met him first." The teacher congratulated Aaya. Aaya nearly choked.

'I Don't Think I can hold this appearance up if Father comes around. My emotions will be on a high and I will be very unstable! Unstable means my transformation jutsu is ruined Agh! No! But I can't Say no! Sensei will hate me. I'll play along and do the best I can. I don't even deserve this. I didn't even finish the course!' Aaya thought frantically. She was panicking and having a mental breakdown.

"Something wrong, Akira?" Sensei asked worried.

"I'm… overly happy, Sensei." Aaya quickly came up with an excuse.

"Knock, knock. I hope I'm not interrupting… what's going on here? Why are they all on the floor?" Kazuma said entering the academy.

"Well, you see, I had them do warm up excercises. 25 laps around the village. The only one who is still standing is this wonderful and bright young boy. His name is Akira." Sensei said proudly.

"Well, well. Seems we have a prodigy enrolled this year. Nice to meet you, Akira." Kazuma said holding out his hand.

"Uh… It's an honor to meet you, my lord." Aaya said so shakey it was unbelievable.

"Hm… I have a good feeling about you. I want you to be the ultimate fighter. One day, you'll end up protecting me, if you get to be that good. I want you in the advanced classes! And to add it on, why don't you meet my daughter Aaya. You might be a good husband for her when she grows up. Hold on, I'm going to call her." Kazuma said excitedly. Aaya nearly choked on her own tongue.

"I…uh… thanks for the offer. But…I have to go! Excuse me!" Aaya said as she ran out the door, but Kazuma grabbed her shoulder. Being surprised, Aaya squeeled, slightly letting her jutsu go haywire. Her eyes were now two different colors, so she shut her eyes.

"Where are you going? I just got here! What's so important that you have to run away like that? Why're your eyes closed? Something the matter.?" Kazuma bombarded Aaya with questions. Aaya was officially freaking out now.

"I have to… scrub my bathtub! NOW! Bye!" Aaya said as she ran as fast as she could and let go of her jutsu.

'Scrubbing a bathtub? What the heck kinda lame excuse is that? Get on your toes Aaya! But hey, what's father doing looking for a husband for me anyway? I don't do arranged marriages.' Aaya thought slightly upset as she ran home.