I only own my Oc and any Jutsu I make up
The next five years would test my commitment to the promises Itachi had asked of me. While I was almost easily able to keep up with Sasuke in school and even get into his class it was difficult to remain close with him. Sasuke had changed in the worst of ways, he became rude, cold, arrogant, and he believed strength could only come from power. The darkness of our clan had taken firm root in Sasuke and there were times I doubted I would be able to save him from himself, but I was resolved to die trying if it came to it because no matter how badly he may treat me or others he was still my brother.
During those five years in the academy I not only studied in school, but with Itachi's last gifts to me. I developed my own fighting style alongside the academy's, but mine was more suited to my personality and goals than that of a ruthless ninja, it involved blocking the chi network, the one above the chakra network that allowed muscles and ligaments to move, with swift precise jabs that would render limbs useless and unable to move. I also began looking at specialized weaponry, herbal ointments and cures for healing, and sealing. I realized if I was to bring Itachi home I would most likely have to do it by force and I would have to convince the village of his innocence, he wasn't a killer he was blackmailed. I made my own weapons, besides kunai and shuriken, a long staff with hidden chakra blades and a sword both were infused with my own chakra making it so that neither would be able to be used against me and if they tried the weapon would instead strike them.
This did not mean I only trained and ignored my friends, in fact I now had more than just Naruto to talk to, I had Shikamaru of the Nara clan to stratagize and play shogi with, Choji of the Akimichi clan to talk about herbs and editable plants and nutrition, and Hinata of the Hyuuga clan to talk about healing and my chi blocking. I kept a close eye on my friends, watched as they trained and grew as shinobi, and kept a closer eye on my brother and watched as he struggled and drifted further and further away from me and the rest of the village.
Today Iruka, our sensei, was late because once again Naruto had pulled a prank to try and get some for of recognition, of attention, even if it was negative so long as someone would look at him, see him. Iruka-sensei then had all of us redo the transformation jutsu as punishment for Naruto's actions and practice. We lined up in no specific order and most either turned into the Third Hokage or Iruka. When it came for my turn I paused for a second deciding before turning into the Fourth Hokage as I had seen him in a picture. Iruka and the whole class seemed surprised and even a little uncomfortable.
"Interesting choice Kaya may I ask why?" Iruka finally managed to ask after a few moments of speechlessness
I just stared at him silently until he was obviously too uncomfortable to ask again and went back to my seat. The reason was obvious to anyone who could figure it out, in fact I was surprised that Shikamaru hadn't already figured it out the resemblance between Naruto and the Fourth was so creepy they could only be related. Same hair, same eyes, same goofy smile.
The rest of the class went fine until Naruto went up. I knew what his problem was, not enough chakra control or concentration. Naruto had a mind like a buzzing hive so many thoughts and observations going all at once and easily distracted made jutsu that took full concentration like this difficult, if not impossible, for him. Too much energy not enough to outlet it too.
Like I had predicted his transformation into the Third Hokage was pitiful, the nose outrageously big, his height staying at Naruto's level, none of the features were quite right. This made everyone groan and Iruka-sensei yell, as if Naruto did it on purpose, but what happened next will scar me for the rest of my life.
Naruto then did a transformation of his own creation, he turned into a blonde, female version of himself, and was naked except for a few wisps of cloud covering her important bits. Within seconds Shikamaru, who I had been sitting next to, covered my eyes as I covered his, but the damage had been done. I could never un-see that.
Iruka-sensei then started yelling louder at Naruto about all his stupid tricks and pranks and it would have been more impressive if he didn't have bloody tissue shoved up his nose to stop his sudden nose bleed. Not long after Iruka dismissed us for the day, reminding us about the final exam tomorrow that would decide if we would become ninja or not, and we all shuffled out the door.
Sasuke left for home without me, not even giving me a passing glance, and I just stood there for a moment watching him walk away.
"You ok?" Shikamaru asked as he passed me outside the academy gates
"I'm failing him." I whispered not even aware of who I was talking to
"Hmm? What do you mean?" Shikamaru asked looking at me curiously
"It's nothing." I said coming back to myself
"If you're sure. Later." Shikamaru said looking at me like he didn't believe it