Hello my fellow Readers :),

I am sorry for the long wait i had wanted to have at least three chapters done before i could publish this chapter but due to unforeseen circumstances i lost those chapters. As well my memory has been failing me from time to time so it has been hard to remember what i wrote. I decided "to hell with it let me just put chapter seven up". I am working on the following chapters, just please be patient with me. thank you for your interest in my story. hope you enjoy it :).

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CHAPTER 7

There he stood in all his teaching glory on top of the lake, Professor of the newly appointed physical health class; Professor Kisame.

His smirk revealed his sharp shark like teeth, he held a large bundle in one hand, (it was the sword he carried on his back).

"Those of you who are soaked I want you to run around the lake 5 times, those who are somewhat soaked run 3 laps, and those who are dry run only 2 laps; with the exception of those from my school have to run 20 laps, stretch out your' legs. You have 30 minutes to finish your laps or else I am going to let my pet loose on those who have yet to finish. GO!"

Many groans and complains could be heard throughout the group of students.

"I will do no such thing, running is beneath me. I rather be around potter than do such horrendous activities."

It was the slytherin blond boy that approached them on their first day.

"What's your name kid?"

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He answered with such cockiness the Hyuuga would be proud.

"Well Malfoy you got your wish." Kisame answered as he walked towards the blond kid

"Potter boy come here and stand next to this Malfoy kid."

Harry slowly walked towards him with a somber look as if he was walking towards his death.

He stopped five feet from Malfoy.

"Don't be shy potter, stand directly next to him. Deidara come here I need your assistance."

Deidara walked over without a care in the world.

"What do you want yeah."

"Alright blonde use your clay to stick their ankles together. Know then the two of you will run the laps together and just so you won't think I am that evil you only have to run 3 laps. I wouldn't mess around with the clay though, Deidara specializes in explosives so I wouldn't try and take it off if I were you. The rest of you hurry up and finish the laps once you are done I want you to get into pairs by the lake."

"My father will hear about this!"

Diedara reached into his clay pouch using the mouths on his hands to mold handcuffs out of the clay.

By the disgusted looks he was receiving from the two wizard boys he guessed they hadn't seen his hands.

"What are you looking at yeah?"

The boy with the brown saggy hair was the first to respond

"What's wrong with your hands? Are those mouths?"

He asked the last question with both curiosity and disgust.

"What in merlin are you? Don't touch me with such disgusting things, you filthy mud blood!"

Diedara did not mind many things but there were two things he was very proud in; his art and his hands. You did not disrespect any one of the two or you would surely regret it.

A small amount of killer intent leaked out of deidara as he stared down the blond kid known as Malfoy.

"Look here brat if you move you will become part of my art, though usually I don't allow pieces of shit to hold such honor. Either you hold still and do what Kisame says or lose a leg. Make your choice yeah."

That was all that was needed for both boys to cooperate.

Diedara continued to grumble as he placed his clay shackles on the two boys, effectively finishing then heading back to the group but not before calling out to Kisame.

"Hey professor, it's done already next time it's going to cost you, yeah! Let's get these stupid laps over with."

He started to run with Sasori, Itachi, and Hinata not too far behind.

-Ten minutes later-

The group stood by the lake waiting for the remaining students to finish, most had taken off there cloaks to be able to run properly.

"You have 10 minutes left before I release my pet, move it or lose it!" Kisame hollered over the remaining students.

This caused some to pick up the pace, others continued at the normal pace.

"Hurry up potter, you run to slow! Look everyone else is almost done with their laps and we are still on lap 1, move your legs!"

"Shut up Malfoy! I'm running as fast as I can. I don't see how they finished so fast, they had to run ten times as many laps as we did and they still finished before everyone!"

By the time the ten minutes were up most of the students had finished and were by the lake in pairs panting, trying to catch their breath.

"H-How do you guys run so fast?"

The girl that hangs out with potter had finished her laps and was currently trying to regain her composer, next to them.

"Hn. This is just child's play girl; you wizards should do more physical work then just rely on those sticks of yours."

Sasori took in the sight of the girl, she was from the Gryffindor house, with brown bushy hair, her skin seemed to be a pale color but at the moment was red from the running, her brown eyes had a calculating look that showed her intelligence.

"We do have wizard sports you know, we are not all that out of shape."

"Hn. That flying game, you do no physical labor just sitting on a broom chasing a flying ball; you might as well be sitting down doing nothing."

"It's called Quidditch and it's a very dangerous game, it could fatally injure you or even kill you."

"Tch. You know nothing of danger, you silly girl."

By now her face was bright red, but not out of running but more frustration that this red head thought so little of them.

She was about to retort once more when the teacher caught her attention.

He bit his thumb then ran through a series of hand signs before slamming his hand down on to the lake.

"SUMMONING JUSTSU!"

A poof was heard then some sharks made of water appeared next to him.

A wicked grin appeared on his lips.

"For those of you, who are still running, better run faster or you're going to become shark food!"

This caused quiet the uproar with the remaining students as they accessed energy that they didn't know they had before and started running faster.

"The rest of you get into pairs and stand in front of me, with my students off to the side."

It took all of five minutes for everyone to finally partner up and stand in front of him.

"By the looks of it, all of you are out of shape, we need to change that. You will be sparring with your partner both physically and with your wands later. For your homework you will be doing pushups and sit ups every morning before class, your partner has to do them with you along with one more witness who will sign off in a journal that I will ask of you to keep that you have completed them. Failure to complete the sets will regard in a personal lesson with one of my students and let's just say they are not all too friendly." He finished with his smirk still in play.

The hand of the bushy haired girl shot up, presumably to ask a question.

She received a nod as the go ahead.

"Professor, why are we doing this when we learn this in defense against the dark arts? Also why are your students not participating along with us?"

"That is a good question uh what's your name girl?"

"Hermione Granger sir."

"well miss granger to put it in a simplest form, you rely to much on your wands and in your defense against the dark arts class it focuses on spells that you need your wand to preform, but what would occur if you lost your wand? You would without a doubt lose your life, now to answer your second question its better to demonstrate why they do not par take in this, who wants to demonstrate?"

He turned towards the group.

They looked between each other not really wanting to show case anything for them.

"Alright then Hinata and I will demonstrate for you, come on Hinata lets show them."

She stepped forward walking towards Kisame to stand directly in front of him.

The students looked on in both curiosity and fear she would get hurt, compared to him she was an ant.

"Rules professor?"

"Only hand to hand, no jutsu or weapons."

She nodded, turning to walk a few feet away from him, then standing in front of him once more.

"Alright, whenever you're ready."

She dropped down into her fighting stance, Kisame doing the same. It stayed silent until a leaf hit the floor the unofficial signal to begin.

Hinata attacked first aiming a kick to his head, but was effectively blocked by Kisame who aimed a punch to her abdomen. Sending her flying back she quickly recovered going for his legs she intended to sweep them out from under him. He jumped last minute avoiding the sweep but she met him half way and landed a good blow to the head, sending him skidding back.

A wave of oohs and ahh's could be heard from the students.

They were once more at a distance, when he decided to speak again.

"Good job Hinata that was a nice warm up." He turned towards the students as if nothing had ever happened.

"WHAT?! That was just a warm up? It looked like you were going to kill her!" harry cried out.

"Blimey Harry did you see that?! She was able to keep up with him even after those hits she received, these people are just crazy!"

"She just ran 20 laps how is she able to move like that without being out of breath?!"

"HAHAHAHA, you see this is why they will not be a part of this lesson, they will be more like assistance if anything. Now you and your partners are to spar with each other until one of you effectively pins the other down. My students and I will be going around if you need any help, begin."

With this chance Harry and Malfoy waddled over to the professor.

"Professor, you think you could take the clay off already?"

"Oh I forgot about you two, let's get that off but you will be partners for the duration of this lesson and class. Deidara come over here and get this stuff off their legs."

With the clay off they were able to separate from each other but not for long, Kisame stood by them as if waiting for them to begin.

"Hmp, a class where I could hit you potter and not get in trouble, I think I could actually like it."

This caused harry to roll his eyes.

"You forget Malfoy we have other homework that would require to be done outside of class, meaning I would have to see you more often than I would like."

They glared at each other until they received a whack on the head effectively turning their glare onto the perpetrator; Hinata.

She turned towards Kisame

"I will take care of these two Kisame, you can go help the other students."

He nodded down at her then turned to assist the others.

"You two need to learn to get along, this is sparring NOT a children's fight, its learning self-defense. Now get into a fighting stance and I will help you go from there."

They each stood in a mediocore stance glaring at each other as Hinata stood in between them.

The class continued until Kisame stopped them 10 minutes before the end of class, reminding them that they had to turn in their journals like instructed earlier at the next class meeting.

The students headed back inside rubbing their sore muscles complaining about the physical labor.

"Well Kisame I didn't expect you to take your teaching this seriously." Teased Itachi

"You know got to do a good job on this mission for leader and all." He shrugged

"I believe it's a better idea to send clones to the remaining classes, I want to spare a little longer." Hinata suggested

"I agree, sitting down for so long isn't helping my back side at all, and I haven't been able to express my art in a while yeah."

"That sounds like a good idea, though will all of us sparring we could end up attracting some unwanted attention." Sasori stated.

"Fine then, we can take turns, Hinata, and I, then you and deidara next, Itachi doesn't really spar he's more of an onlooker than anything."

"Alright let's begin we have to submit our names later on in the goblet thing."

-Later that evening -

The students were in route toward the great hall, many of them were already there; waiting.

Who would place their names in the Goblet? Who was courageous enough to do so?

After dinner Dumbledore had placed the goblet of fire in the center for applicable students to enter their names.

The students encircled the goblet waiting to see who would be the first to enter.

So far the lovely ladies of Beaux academy have already entered, as well the famous Victor Krum, and to everyone's surprise Hogwarts own Cedric diggory.

The rouge group got there just in time to see the red haired twins; Fred and George take a potion and jump into the age line.

For a moment the feeling of triumphant coursed through their bodies but was soon cut short with the powerful zap of rejection. Flying back out of the ring with brand new grey locks and beards to showcase their failure, the hall echoed with laughter of the students, enjoying the misfortune of their fellow classmates before they headed off towards the medical ward.

They walked in a single file line, each dropping in their names, not a single emotion was shown.

Once they were done they walked right back out heading towards their rooms.

The students looked on in sheer silence, admiration, curiosity, and fear.

It was rather unusual to not feel anything when you basically signed away your life.

Once you are chosen by the cup there was no going back.

It was said in previous tournaments many students died, that was a major reason why they had stop doing this for so long.

The fact they showed no sense of emotion, not even a nervous smile was downright abnormal. Though Victor Krum also submitted his with little to no emotion, one could see he was indeed very nervous just by looking at his eyes. The fear of being in such a dangerous competition would put anyone on edge. Though Victor was different, everyone knew of him and what he was capable of. The Akatsuki was unknown, their powers undefined, their limits yet to be revealed. The unknown is what truly strikes fear into ones heart.

They were almost to their destination when a sign was heard.

Sigh.

"I forgot I was going to speak with professor Snape about some potions I wanted to borrow. I will be back shortly." Hinata turned on her heals and procced towards her destination, not waiting for their response.

If she had looked back she would've seen Itachi narrowing his eyes, not believing her for a single moment.

Once she felt she was a good distance from the rest she jumped out a window, running towards the forest.

She felt a spark of unknown chakra early in the day when they had "class".

This chakra was not unknown to her; she hadn't felt this presence in a while.

She couldn't help the smile that broke out onto her face, she was excited.

Entering a clearing in the forest she waited he would surely come, she knew it.

Five minutes passed and still nothing.

Ten minutes passed and she was growing frustrated, itching to turn on her Byakugan.

The chakra just about reached her eyes when the air was cut with a kunai racing towards her head, missing it by mere centimeters.

He was here.

"Well I was not expecting this surprise at all. What do I owe this great pleasure?

"Sasuke."

Her old "friend" is she could call him that. Though kept within the same confines did not mean anything to him or her. He still held an air of arrogance and superiority. This time though he seemed to look different, no longer dressed in usual attire but in something she did not think he would be wearing.

ANBU gear.

His mask was that of a raven with his guarding gear a sold pitch black blending into the night, the only thing standing out in the moon lit night was his mask.

Standing there in all his glory was the little brother of the man she loved.

His crimson red eyes showing through the eye holes of his mask, burning with such intensity.

She looked at him, he had grown since the last time she saw him, no longer dressed in his masters clothing but in the elite clothing of the soldiers from the village he swore to burn down.

She tilted her head to the side showing her amusement and curiosity.

Though he did not respond, just starring into her eyes and she the same, though wanting him to make a move was more her motive.

It seemed as hours passed, but in reality only seconds passed until the sound of a breaking twig was heard and they both jumped at each other.

Sasuke already forming the signs released a katon jutsu upon the female Hyuuga

" KATON: FIRE BALL JUSTU!"

She expected this and proceeded with here heavenly spin.

"EIGHT TRIGRAMS PALMS REVOLVING HEAVEN!"

The fire seemed to engulf her though in the end a bright blue ball shielded her from the attack and at the same time she cancelled out the fire.

Kunai blows were exchanged, metal beating on metal, echoing throughout the forest the nosie falling on deaf ears. This was the forest of death no one would hear them here, or if they did they did not care to investigate.

At last they were at a stand till each gripping their kunai till their knuckles were white, sheer will power and brute strength would determine the victor.

It was no surprise when Hinata was pushed back, Sasuke throwing a shuriken at her but in the last second she was able to doge the shuriken aimed at her head. Not to lucky dogging the kunai that was hidden under the shuriken it embedded itself in her arm landing a good 5 feet away from him she removed the knife caused blood to drip down her arm.

A smile slowly appeared on her face as she felt the warm rush of the blood trickle to the forest floor.

"While this has rather interesting to say the least why don't you tell me why you are here Sasu?"

His gripped tightened on the kunai as she spoke.

That damn smile of hers, he hated it, he hated it more than anything!

Why did she always have to smile, no matter what he did, what he said, or how he treated her, she would always manage to smile.

He would be the one to rid the world of that precious smile.

"Hn. It does not concern you Hyuuga."

"Oh and why is that? You are the one who called out to me remember?"

-Silence-

"Hmm, well if you are not going to tell me anything then I am leaving. Though next time I sense you close to my grounds again Sasu, I won't be holding back." A quick smile and she was gone leaving him alone in the clearing.

"Hinata."

"You sure have changed."

Then he was gone.

A bright green leaf left in his place the only proof that he was ever there.

-With Hinata-

She stood behind the kid with her hand on his mouth muffling the noise he was making.

His eyes stood out in the dark night.

She would've gotten more out of Sasuke if it weren't for this pest that seemed to have followed her here.

Once she knew Sasuke was gone, she released her grip on the boy effectively causing him to fall to his knees.

He was trying to regain his breathing, while cleaning the small amount of saliva that escaped the corners of his mouth.

"Why did you follow me?"

"I-I saw you jump out the window by the dungeons—"

He was still trying to catch his breath.

"N—N o normal human can survive that, I thought you hurt yourself or worse; though I can see you are not normal and fine-ish."

She watched the boy, studying him; he did not seem like the type to sit by while others suffered, reminded her of someone back home.

"I can take care of myself, you should not have come, you could have been killed."

"Well, it was a good thing I did come, you could've died yourself, look at your arm its bleeding."

The boy pointed towards her left arm, the sleeve effectively drenched in her blood.

"This is nothing you should concern yourself about."

She replied coldly.

"What do you mean?! You are bleeding, does that not faze you at all?!" he was in shock, but also angry how could this girl not think twice about the wound in her arm. Did she not value her life?

"This is nothing, I have already said before I can take care of myself. Anyway I have received much worse in previous times." Her eyes were cold, voice stern.

How dare this kid raise his voice at her, she did not ask for him to come with her, hell she didn't even tell her "team" anything!

If a little blood riled this kid up then she was curious as to see what his reaction would be in a war; their wars.

"Have you every killed anyone, Harry?"

He seemed taken back by the question.

No of course he has never taken a life, why in the world would she be asking?!

"N—No I haven't, have you?"

"Yes, young and old, male and female, I have watched as they took their last breath. The light leaving their eyes, you are very naïve to assume I think so little of death that I could kill in cold blood. I assure you that all the lives I have taken had a reason behind them. This world is still pure, the world where I come from it is not like this, death is continuously at our door step. How we lived is not how our lives are measured but how we died, in our last few moments our true self is shown."

By this time harry was furious, how could she respond so casually about taking some one's life, she was insane that was not right. Life was a precious thing and should be treasured above all.

"How could you do that? There is no such thing as "reasoning out" to kill someone! Taking someone's life and not think twice about it, what about those it hurts; their loved ones, friends, family?! Have you ever not thought of how it affects them?"

The boy was shaking with anger, but that didn't seem to waiver her, she could kill him if she wanted.

"In the world both strong and weak fight for their lives everyday but in the end only one survives. Depending on their morals, that will determine the ripples they will cause in the world. Do not talk to me about life and death or loved ones when you know nothing. Protected since birth but still has the will to fight a war you do not completely understand. Tell me what will you do when facing this Voldemort wizard, will you take his life or show him mercy?"

"I will kill—"

"No you won't, you will hesitate and it will cost you greatly, just hope no one you care about is around you when that happens. Let's head back already we still have class tomorrow."

Without another word she turned heading back towards the school.

Harry following soon after, still angered by the conversation that just took place, his intentions at first were one of concern for the new student. That quickly died when he saw the little display then it all went south after that.

Whatever their home land was like, he was certain of one thing; no sane human could live there.