"So how was school today, sweetie? You're home a little late."
Utako had just walked through the door. "Yeah, I know mom. There was an accident during taijutsu and I had to get a check up. But don't worry I'm fine." she huffed the reply.
"Oh well ok. So are you going to pass this year?" her mom nagged.
"Mom! I told you, I'm better now! I'm not going to fail!" Utako whined.
She had failed to graduate last year. Her nin jutsu were decent, but she sucked at the taijutsu. Thus, she was left behind and is now a year older than all her other classmates. Which totally sucked.
"Are you sure you're even fit to be a ninja?" her mom inquired.
That was it. Utako reached her breaking point.
"Mom! Can't you ever believe in ME and MY dreams? You always do this! You kick me down!" tears were streaming down the red head's face. Ever since her dad had died on a mission years ago, her mom has done nothing but tear apart all her dreams. Regardless whether they were ninja related or not.
"We'll dear, I'm just being practical."
"Practical my ASS! You're just being selfish!"
Within the blink of an eye, Utako had run up to her room and slammed the door. She crawled into bed and pulled the sheets up high over her head, not bothering to change clothes. It was going to be a long night.
