So I thought I would try my hand at a Self insert... based on who I am now, and who I was at this age... he won't be a genius, prodigy or clan kid... not naturally good at much innately... but I want forge them a path that makes them stand out.
This story will never be my main story, but I wanna try it.
This will take a realistic approach, I love Mika but he can get overpowered/genius ish too much at times...
Be kind please... this is hard to share.
His name is my last name through a Japanese translator.
Rooku sighed, poking his belly as he looked in the mirror. Like Choji, he just never seemed to lose his pudge. Being a Ninja in training since he was five hadn't prevented that, for some reason. He was far too much like his mom, a hefty but short woman he hadn't seen in years. He looked just like her with his curly brown hair, see flushed pale skin, greyish-green eyes and freckled arms. Even his size was like her, though his body was more muscles like his father's thanks to all his training. It was hard to see with all his fluffiness though, thankfully he was tall for his age and that made him look thinner. His glasses, which were square, fit his face nicely, making his cheekbones stick out in a pleasant way. He always looked happy, even when he wasn't.
He usually wasn't, despite how he acted and people thought...
Standing tall, Rooku put on a fake smile, kissing at his reflection making himself giggle. That always worked to make himself feel better, even if so few other things did recently.
"Okay... today is graduation day... I got this. I got this... I can do this, I will graduate... I will be a shinobi and show Dad that he was wrong." Rooku smiled once more at his reflection, then turned on heel and walked out of his apartment, ignoring the clutter. He would pick it up later... or so he thought.
Traveling on the road, Rooku just breathed, expelling as much as he could do his nerves. He felt terrified, naturally, this was a big day for him... he was going to become a Ninja. He had to perform around others, which was always terrifying. He had to move past his natural tendency towards complacency... he could do this. Adjusting his glasses, he reached the academy in ten minutes, as he did every morning.
He found his seat, in the front, where he could see the board and listen to Iruka past the various stupidity of his class. Like Naruto chattering, Kiba barking with his dog or the other crap that happened in class that made it hard to focus. He was a bit of a teacher's pet too which made this easier, it was easier to cuddle up the authority when you had no friends anyway.
After about twenty minutes later, the class was filled with the various students and Rooku knew it was time to shine.
Iruka, in the front of the room, called out. "We will now begin with the final exam. When your name is called, proceed to the testing area. The final test will be on, the Clone Jutsu!"
Rooku smiled, he was good at the clone jutsu,.. usually. He had some issues with replacement, he was kind of slow, and his taijutsu wasn't pretty but he could get by. Thankfully they were only testing on the easy part today. They had finished up the harder parts over the last week... and he was ready for the final exam!
He would pass and he would show them all that a kid without a powerful bloodline or genius mind could be a great shinobi, even a chubby brat like him!g Even someone with a shitty past, no family and a lot of baggage... he would not be an eternal genin, he would become a powerful and useful and beloved Jonin and sho the world that he mattered damn it!
No one would stop that...
No one!
Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.
Mika was partially based on me, but this Rooku is almost entirely me... I hope to make him great. He is, like me, almost a mix of Sakura, Lee and Choji... with all of their struggles and strengths. Hard work, intelligence, and strength with a chubby body, low self esteem times ten and a struggle to catch up at time with social issues...
I have never written a more flawed character...
Any ideas for power, story, plot etc would be more than welcome...
Love, your Ninja Overlord,
Mika.