R&R longer note at the end

Homura followed behind Yozakura as she hid her swords, her eyes scanned the area wondering if this was going to be some kind of trap, a ploy to make her lower her guard and finish her off. She couldn't help but be concerned, she remembered Kagura had informed her she would remove her title of renegade but she couldn't be sure it would happen.

Once a renegade, always a renegade. She had always been told that by her former instructor but who would be willing to challenge the order of Kagura? If it was her will then who would be able to question it?

"We're here" she was brought out of her thoughts as they entered a brightly lit assembly hall, she looked around at the numerous girls lined up on the far side next to what appeared to be a large basketball court. Homura's instincts went into over drive as she stared at the blue hared girl, so it was a trap? These girls where standing around waiting for the ambush order to come, Homura reached for her swords if this place was where she would meet her end then she would at least take some of them with her.

Before she could grasp her swords she felt a shockwave coming from the basketball court, covering her face she looked over as a grin began to form, in the middle of the court Homura saw the figure of a dark brown haired girl clad in armour. Gripped tightly in her hand was a long spear as she defended against the attack of two blonde girls with swords, Homura watched as the girl threw her opponents away using the confusion to draw a large cleaver ending the fight in an instant.

"Winner! Murakumo of the elite class!" A voice rang out through the halls, Homura's eyes fell onto the long black haired woman walking out into the middle of the court. Her long legs were covered by black tights, hidden under a short black skirt, as Homura looked up she saw a white blouse with its top button undone.

"Thank you for the match" The two blonde girls said bowing to the winner, Homura watched feeling disgusted by the display, a simple bow to someone who is superior to you? This school was soft, weak, why would she have been placed in such a worthless situation as this.

"Who is ready for the next match?" the woman said as the other left the court, Homura looked to her side as the blue haired girl stepped forward the older woman looking as she smiled.

"Yozakura it is" She said as she turned to face the waiting girl's "Now who shall we put against her?".

"She has an opponent" Homura called out as she walked onto the court, the black haired woman turned to face her a look of confusion on her face checking the clipboard she had clutched to her chest "My name is Homura, she owes me a fight".

"Homura? Oh the new transfer I was informed about" she said as she looked at her "Fine, Yozakura vs Homura it is then". The woman stepped back off the court as the on lookers whispered among themselves, the tanned shinobi didn't care as she locked her eyes on Yozakura.

"Assume your Shinobi forms" the black haired woman called out, looking over at her she smirked, fine let's do this by your rules she thought as she concentrated hard.

"Shinobi transformation" Homura called out as the hall filled with light, her once grey uniform slowly began to turn black, the buttons holding it together vanished as a red scarf appeared, her long grey skirt began to shorten as it turned black, her tights were replaced by loose white socks with brown shoes red and black wrist guards formed on her arms slowly making their way to her hands.

On her back appeared the handles of six katana's, a collective gasp could be heard from the on looking crowd as she smirked looking at the blue haired girl, the girl named Murakumo stood at the back with a small group of people as they all congratulated her as they turned their attention to the fight. A girl with dark grey hair kept her eyes on the mysterious transfer student, her demeanour, her attitude, something felt off to her.

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"Ready?" the woman called out "Begin!". Homura smirked wasting little time as she drew her six swords between her fingers charging at the girl in front of her, jumping back Yozakura's sea-foam green kimono fluttered up as she brought her large black and gold gauntlets in front of her feeling the force of Homura's attack defending her face. The force knocked the blue haired girl backwards as she attempted to stay on her feet, a feeling of unease had entered her mind and flowed through her body.

She had done these matches before, they were designed to give the first years a chance to prove they were worthy of a place within the elite unit, Yozakura looked up in time to dodge another attack from the tanned girl seeing some strands of her hair float in the air. What was with this girl?

Homura smiled with a manic expression as she landed her blood boiling as the adrenaline filled her body, this was the feeling she loved the most locked in battle, the reason she had worked her life to becoming a shinobi after many obstacles had been placed in her way she found her path, charging again she brought her swords to either side of her body.

"You're weak" She called out to the girl in front of her "Weak have no place in my world. Secret ninja art: charge". Yozakura looked on unable to move as the tanned girl swiped with her swords, before the strikes could hit her a wall off ice appeared in front of her, Homura left deep gouges as pieces flew into the air she looked around confused. Which one had done this? Who had interfered in her fight?

"You took this too far" a cool voice sounded as Homura's eyes snapped to the top of the ice, stood in a white kimono with pale skin was a girl Homura hadn't seen before, the pair locked eyes glaring at one another, a smirk began to play at Homura's lips as she pushed off on her back foot propelling herself into the air aiming for the girl in front of her.

"Secret ninja art: Oukaensen" Homura looked to her side as she saw the older woman send a blue phoenix in her direction from her long sword, unable to stop her momentum the tanned girl was hit hard being thrown through the air landing hard on the wooden flooring.

"Transfer student Homura, Class president Yumi, my office. Everyone else class dismissed!" she yelled a burning anger in her eyes as Homura pushed herself up aching all over. The tanned girl looked around as the rest of the class began to filter out a look of fear in their eyes as they looked her way, she had really done it now but what had she done? Exposed just how weak this place was? Whatever it was, she knew she was going to be in trouble as she slowly followed the black haired woman out of the hall, the grey haired girl at her side neither speaking a word or exchanging glances.

Whoever this girl was Homura knew she didn't like her, she vowed to get back at her, to show her not to interfere in her business ever again.

Well it seems Homura just can't control that need to push things a little too far but it wouldn't be Homura if she didn't, this is the indoor arena so I tried to make the fights a little less flashy rather than have them destroy a whole building but don't worry there is an outdoor arena that they might get some use out of. Also I haven't mentioned the instructor's name but her name will be mentioned however her appearance and her secret ninja art should be a give away, if not then don't worry since they are going to her office her name will appear