One dull eye opened to stare at the ceiling. He was back in his bedroom, again. He had died. Again. His head turned, facing the wall, searching for his calendar. It was the first day of the Chuunin Exams, again. This was his third time reliving this day, and he was tired of it already. The sheer terror, the futility of everything he tried... It wasn't worth it. Nakago rolled over, and went back to sleep.
He woke up several hours later, feeling surprisingly refreshed. No one had interrupted his sleep, probably because his team mates didn't know where he lived. He rubbed the sleep out of his good eye, and then got up out of his bed. Grinning suddenly, he realized that he wasn't going to die now that he had failed the exam. Putting on some pants, he walked over to his window in his kitchen, opening it to let in some fresh air. That done, he turned around to prepare some food.
Maybe a simple sandwich will do, he thought, grabbing the bread. He then opened the fridge to grab the rest of the ingredients needed, before frowning at his bread. There was a hair on it. "Ugh, maybe I should have brushed my hair first." Being a simple man, he promptly got over it, and just brushed away the hair. Finishing his food, Nakago sat down at his couch and ate it.
That done, he decided to get on with things, and take a shower. Stripping of his clothes, he threw them in his room, and proceeded to shower thoroughly. He couldn't get his mind off of the terror he previously felt, now that he had nothing to distract him in the running water. Being imploded by sand and torn apart by sound... What the hell even was going on?
Drying off, he grabbed some clean clothes, and brushed his teeth. After flossing too, he idled around his apartment, trying to figure out exactly what he was going to do next. He didn't get the chance to decide as suddenly, the front door exploded.
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! I HAD ONE CHANCE AT PROMOTION, AND YOU RUINED IT!" Misami burst through the door, Akuto following behind her, a scowl firmly entrenched on his face. His female team mate looked furious as she thundered towards him, fist held back as if to attack him. Nakago was in shock at this turn of events. How the hell did they even find his house!? None of them knew where each other lived, after all.
Akuto's hair looked shorter as well... Wait, the hair! Nakago had originally thought it was his own, but it WAS a pretty dark hair. Akuto must have tracked him down using his chakra enhanced hair! He didn't get the chance to contemplate it any further, as Misami beat the shit out of him with one punch. Nakago didn't wake up again that day.
AN: Owo what's this? *Notices a crappy new chapter after several years* I actually wrote this one in may of 2016. I'm trying to get back into the game.