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Chapter 1

It was a great day for Harii: the sun was shining, the classmates were cheering, and to top it all off Harii graduated from the academy. Great wasn't it? But then if one were to look at Harii that hour after the graduation ceremonies, they would see tears. He was crying, crying for his friends to come back, to celebrate with him. Wiping his eyes, Harii turned from the joyful parents and children, and walked home. Tomorrow would be the assigning of teams, and he would be ready for it. A mask powered by determination slid into place, concealing all emotions from others. Ever since the kidnapping, he was left alone again; no one else had survived the incident. But he pushed that thought away; he had long since mastered his ability to leash his processes.

He was almost ten now, only a few weeks and his tenth birthday would come. He was probably the latest of that orphanage circle, they had all enrolled when they were around seven; he had started at the age of five. Funny how he had started earlier, yet graduated later. Yet, that was not his fault. He was bedridden for most of those years, being in a life-death condition that lasted for most of three years. It was only a month before today, when he was released from the hospital, fees suspiciously paid for anonymously. In the month left after in the term, he had honed his weaken state to one more fit than before the recovery. He had done a complete 180, impressive for one who endured so much.

Pausing he realized that he had already reached his apartment and that the sun was setting. Digging into his pockets, he shoveled for his keys. Cursing he had realized that he left the keys inside of the apartment, again. He bent down on his knees and peeked into keyhole. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his hidden thief kit. Opening the case, he took out three hooked pins and set out to unlock the door. Ever since the incident, he had discovered that if he had focused enough, his normally weak vision would clear and sharpen as if he had bird eyes. Hearing a click from his efforts, he replaced the kit, straightened, and walked into his room. He shed his equipment and entered the kitchen. He turned on the stove and started his nightly ritual of cooking, eating and cleaning. Another one of his skills, he had conjectured; he was a surprisingly good cook. He accepted it as some sort of hereditary instinct that allowed him to cook so well. Or who knows, maybe it was what he was in another life: a servant. Shaking his head, he stepped onto the small porch that was attached to his bedroom, and climbed up to the roof. He laid himself down, and stared upwards at the now-dark sky.

The sky both terrified and calmed him, sent his heart racing and stopping; it was an enigma of sorts. The sky had mystified him as a child, guiding him through his infancy and early child days. It was what led him to that fateful night like this one: winking stars, endless darkness, and the hidden silver moon. That night was one that he could never erase in his mind. It was the day that Harii in person saw Yondaime´s death and Naruto´s birth. He snorted, Naruto, it sure had fit him, his unbelievable behavior in such a small package; maelstrom indeed. He had tried hating Naruto. He seriously tried, but he couldn´t bring himself to do such a thing; Naruto was just like him. A child whose youth had been full of loneliness for such obvious reasons. It didn´t help the fact that he looked like the Yondaime. He shifted that thought aside; it was not good to dwell in pity. A star winked at him then, it was the same one that had winked at him since the orphanage. Sirius, the Dog Star. It had always watched over him like a father would, it was his safety, his confidence, and his first friend, even before the Yondaime. He pushed the thought away again, he sighed, he had better get inside; it was getting late for him to relapse so easily. He stood up and went to bed; the moon peeked out and Sirius winked once more.

The sun had shined through the screen of his window, waking him instantly. He got up and looked at the mirror beside his closet. He smiled a real smile; it was the day when teams were assigned. He went into his closet, then to the bathroom and out, all in twenty minutes. He walked back to his mirror and checked his appearance. He was naturally lean and lithe, which was hidden by his simple attire. His short raven hair was as always windswept, no matter what brush was forced upon it. His fringe had grown since his hospital stay and hid his scar, one that had always puzzled him. Perched on his nose were his glasses, one with small black lenses. He had donned a black t-shirt with a white undershirt that went halfway up his forearm, bandages on his forearms, and black fingerless gloves. Below he had black shorts to the middle of his shins, bandages below them, and dark blue sandals. He also had weapon sacks on his right thigh and waist. Completing the ensemble, he picked up his forehead protector and tightened it on his neck. He picked up his things and walked out of his apartment. Falling down to the street below, the air caught his fringe and blew it upwards revealing a sharp lightning bolt scar above his right eye. It was time to be a ninja.

He had walked into the assignment room and took a seat in the back by himself. He looked around, it was all empty, he was the first one, funny he´d thought that there´d be at least one other person other than him in here. Just as he was considering to leave, the door slid open and the other graduates came in

choosing a seat for themselves, though none near Harii. A few minutes of nonsense chatter rose among those present, as Harii slept. He could hear the whispers about him, the rumors flying, fools, he thought. Ever since he came back and graduated effortlessly they had kept their eyes on him. The silent

scraping of the door brought everyone to a deafening silence as their past teachers slipped into the room. Addressing the newly appointed gennin, the teachers announced,

"Now that everyone´s here, we can start your assigning. We assigned the teams by using your test scores and teacher notes. Therefore each team is

balanced, so there will be no super groups. We wouldn't want that, do we? Also each team will be assigned a jounin sensei. Anyway let's begin from the bottom of the list." Such an eccentric man.

His voice droned off into the distance as Harii feinted sleeping, he instead was observing his new surroundings. The gennin in the left row were obviously a group, full of loud obnoxious kids. The middle row were all of the normal kids, one from each clan and a few first-ers. In the right row were the leftovers; how quaint, he thought, we are already divided by our social groups. His head rose an inch as the teacher assigned the next team.

"Okay the last team, led by Koroshiya Kokuei, Team 4: Hyuuga Kinji, Hana Rikou, and Tougeika Harii-"

"What! Why do I, a Hyuuga, have to be with a sharp-nose like him! Why, I bet he probably was dead last!"

"Ahem, actually he scored fairly well, you were behind him five ranks, and he was behind Rikou by two places."

Harii had to muffle a snort, as the Hyuuga reddened to quite a vicious red.

"Now that we are all assigned, you will meet your new sensei in a few minutes."

With that he and the others left, leaving the genin behind. Just as he closed the door though, one could hear Kinji exclaim:

"He probably cheated his way through!"

Harii held in a groan, he was stuck in the same room as the Hyuuga and the jounin was late, not incredibly late though, that would be an embarrassment. He saw the Hyuuga walk over to the door and set up a simple prank. How mundane. The Hyuuga sniggered and went back to his seat. A minute passed and the footsteps of the jounin could be heard. As he opened the door, an eraser flew over to the Hyuuga and smacked him in the face. As Harii held in his guffaw, he heard Rikou trying to smother her giggle. Hmm, maybe she isn't such a stern person after all. The jounin was dressed quite blandly. He had a normal jounin uniform with the forehead protector on his upper arm, like he said, bland. The only thing interesting are the scars on his cheeks. He opened his mouth and said,

"That was weak. Now let's all go to the roof, it's time for some introductions." He disappeared and the team climbed their way to the roof. They found him on the roof staring at the clouds.

"What took you so long? Never mind that let's start off with the kid with no pupils, introduce yourself, your likes/dislikes, and your goal." said the jounin.

"My name is Hyuuga Kinji and I am part of the main branch, my likes is displaying my skills, my dislikes are people below me, and my goal is to become the head of my clan." It was then that Harii took in his appearance. Pupil-less eyes that were typical of the Hyuuga with the protector resting above them and short black hair cropped in orderly spikes; expensive looking clothes, all in white; and the common ninja tools. Obviously relies on ninjutsus most of the time, thought Harii, let's hope he doesn't go all pansy on this team, whining about his clothes.

"Very proud, I see. Now the girl in the red Chinese dress."

"My name is Torigoya Rikou and I am the first ninja in my family, who has been breeding birds for nin for generations," Kinji snorted, " my likes are cooking and reading, and my dislikes are stupid people," a pointed look at Kinji, "And my goal is to become a successful ninja." As with the Hyuuga, Harii accessed Rikou: dark brunette hair wrapped into a bun with needles pointing outwards, chocolate eyes, a simple red Chinese dress, and bandages from her hips and shoulders to her knees and elbows. All ninja tools that were common were hidden on her person Harii assumed.

"Good, good, now the shades kid."

Harii cleared his throat, and spoke, "My name is Tougeika Harii," a snort was heard, "and I am an orphan. I started at the academy at five, but had an accident that landed me in the hospital for the next five years. I like to train and gaze at the night sky. I dislike prejudice and bullying. My goal is to become a great ninja, and eventually live my life peacefully."

The jounin stopped from his cloud gazing and looked at his new students. "Good, be prepared by noon for a test by the memorial park, dismissed!" He stood up and disappeared. The genin stared at his exit, and went off to their separate ways to prepare.

By noon the three genin found themselves in the park waiting for their sensei to appear. The clock nearby chimed noon, and Kokuei greeted them from behind.

"Hello, nice to see that all of you are prompt. Now the test, I am going to have all of you try to obtain a bell from me, there's three of you and two bells, we go until two hours have passed or all the bells are taken. The one without a bell by two hours gets to go back to the academy! Got it? Now what are you guys waiting for? Start!"

At that word, all three hid in the surroundings. Harii choose to hide near the tree Kokuei was standing by after 'hiding' in other places. He observed the jounin pushing up his glasses every now and then. All the jounin seemed to be doing was playing with a small stone with his fingers. Suddenly he saw the Hyuuga jump out of a nearby bush throwing his kunai and shuriken at the jounin. He seemed to not notice the attack as the flying weapons struck him. The Hyuuga cheered as he bent down to pick up a bell, when he was plunged up to his head in the ground. Shinju zanshu no jutsu, thought Harii, that was unexpected. The jounin reappeared in front of the Hyuuga and smirked at him, reprimanding him. Harii continued to observe Kokuei when he realized an opening in the jounin's guard. He drew a kunai and poised to throw it when Rikou jumped out of a treetop performing an aerial attack. This time Kokuei turned around and incanted, "Hosenka no jutsu!" Multiple fireballs flew out and incinerated each kunai thrown. Rikou fell pass the ashes and threw two huge shuriken, "Kage shuriken no jutsu." The jounin managed to stop the first one, but was impaled by the hidden one.

Smiling she ran up to get a bell but was shocked to see Kokuei poof into a log. Kawarimi no jutsu, clever I wonder where he- oh shit! Harii jumped out from under the bush and started throwing kunai. Damn, I almost got hit; only his obvious intent hinted at me. Harii reached into his waist holders and fingered a hooked chain. Not yet. Four Kokuei's rushed at Harii and a large cloud began to form. The only sound that could be heard were a few grunts and a sudden yelp of pain. Harii exited the cloud and dragged Rikou and the Hyuga into the woods.

"Get your hands off of me! I don't need your help!" the Hyuuga complained."

"You didn't show it, back with the fight with Kokuei-sensei." retorted Harii.

"Shush! Now's not the time for it! We need to do something about sensei, fighting is not going to help that." whispered Rikou, Harii's respect for her grew with those words.

"Okay, well it'll won't be long until Kokuei gets free from my chains; we have to be a team to beat him."

"Team up? With you? I'd rather not, sharp-nose."

Harii exhaled loudly as he pushed up his glasses and ran his hand through his hair, "I know you don't want to, but would you rather get sent back to the academy and be ridiculed?"

With the word 'ridiculed' the Hyuga changed his position: "I don't like it but I'll do it."

Rikou smiled at this, "Good, I have a plan."

Kokuei managed to get out of the chains fairly easily, as he released his shadow clones; he only sustained a cut from where the hook had caught on him. Clever little gennin, using my four copies against me with that smoke, then tying me up with a hooked chain, really painful to be on the receiving end. He checked the bells and went to find the gennin. As he took a step though kunai flew at him at the front, and shuriken at the back. Diving to the side he faced the Hyuuga kid in the standard gentle fist taijutsu stance. Gulping, he back-flipped out of the way of his attacks and said, Hosenka no jutsu. Fire flew at the kid who performed a kawarimi; Kokuei turned and found himself kicked by the girl and grabbed her leg, using it to throw her away. She flipped and landed, and began to flick her hands. Kokuei's eyes widened as he saw a barrage of implements fly at him. He ducked and ran towards her landing a punch to her stomach. She doubled over and he leg swiped her pushing her away. The Hyuuga kid caught her and carried her into the forest. A clink of metal diverted his attention to the orphan kid. His face was scrunched in concentration as he finished his seal, Kage kusari bunshin no jutsu! Surprised to see such a high level attack from the boy he brought his arms up to defend. However he braced for nothing as the ninjutsu seemed to fail. Only the laughter of the genin behind him alerted him to his failure. He looked at them and saw the orphan with the bells in his hands. Glancing down, he saw that the bells were indeed taken. He looked at the orphan boy with the chains and smiled when it poofed into a cloud of smoke.

"Well done, you all pass. Now tell me what your plan was."

Rikou smiled and started to explain her plan, "Well, while you were chained up we teamed up and prepared for the next attack. Our plan was to distract you enough so that you would take your attention off the bells and concentrate on the attacks we gave you. Kinji first threw the kunai as I threw the shuriken at you. Then Kinji dropped down to the ground and attacked you with his gentle fist. While we were planning, Harii mentioned how when you attacked him he saw a sequence of seals that had created what I had identified as kage bunshin. So when I attacked you, Harii sent his clone to pretend to perform a high-level ninjutsu. When you faced his false attack, Harii himself snuck up behind you and took them from you. End of story."

"Good... deception within deception. Okay! As of today Team 4 is an official team! We start missions tomorrow! Dismissed!"

A/N: Whoops, I forgot about the translations (baka -.-). Before that though, are the thanks. I thank my Beta for helping me make this story look good. I also thank the reviewers, feedback is great!

Ahem, now are the translations:
Shinju Zanshu no jutsu - Inner Decapitation Technique
Hosenka no jutsu - Phoenix Fireball Technique
Kage shuriken no jutsu - Shadow Shuriken Technique
Kawarimi no jutsu - Replacement Technique
Kage kusari bunshin no jutsu - Shadow Chain Clone Technique
Kage bunshin no jutsu - Shadow Clone Technique

Also sorry about the wait time, intially Chapter 1 was twice this length, but hey I really needed Chapter 1 off of my back. Chapter 2 should come around soon, might do some last minute revisions, but whatever.

Until next time,

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