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Minato sighed. Here he was, in the parking lot of his new school. Konoha Academy. To him, it was just another school that would most likely get lost in his memories once his parents decided to move again.

You see, Minato Namikaze was the only son of medical researchers Naomi, and Sasha Namikaze. Naomi was a beautiful woman of short stature, beautiful black hair, dark brown eyes, and standard Japanese skin tone. His father on the other hand, was the opposite. Sasha was a native russian man whose skin was pale as snow, his eyes blue as a tropical sea, and blond hair. Ever since before he was born, Naomi, and Sasha had been traveling the world conducting research on anything from native diseases, to Cancer.

During the past year, however, his parents had been offered a position at the local Konoha hospital. Fully equipped with every tool that a researcher could ever dream of, they were hard pressed to turn down such an offer. Minato might have also begged, and pleaded but that was beside the point.

Here he was, standing at the precipice of his youth. He had a new school, new home, and most importantly, a new life. Aside from being able to finish his last two years of high school in one place, Minato only had one wish; that this year would be much better than the last.

Placing his hand on the handle of the schools front doors, Minato pulled open the ornate wooden barrier, and took his first step into his new life.

Tobirama awoke to the blaring sound of his alarm clock, cracking open his ruby eyes as he fumbled for his phone to turn it off. It took a few tries, but eventually he got the damn thing to shut up, and he slowly sat up, a heavy sigh leaving his scarred lips.

It was just another day to him in Konoha, waking up, getting ready for work, going to work, reaching a bunch of stupid teenagers how to make a proper fist, come home, and just repeat over and over…

He climbed out of bed, and trudged his way to the bathroom to freshen up, take a shower, the whole routine thing that he had grown accustomed to.

A couple of hours later, he was parking in front of the dojo his family ran, the Senju Forest Dojo as it was called; it was one of the oldest but one of the best dojos throughout the entire city...his great-grandfather had it established and since then it's been passed down the family to run…

Last year his brother, Hashirama passed it to him after Tobirama received his certificate, his elder brother stating how proud he is of him and whatnot...Tobirama called bullshit to be quite honest.

As much as he loves his brother, the twenty-three year old knows the elder was just too eager to pass the business to him so that can be free of the family's chains and do as he pleases now...asshole.

But in the end, Tobirama couldn't complain, it paid the bills and stuff...and Tobirama actually did enjoy teaching...it's just some of the kids are just so stupid.

He opened the doors, and already the morning class was beginning to prepare for today's lesson.

"Good morning class," he greeted in a stern but calm manner to his students, to which he received the automatic response of, "Good morning Sensei!"

Putting down his bag and water bottle, he turned to face his class and said, "Let us begin…"

The day hadn't started off badly, but now he was in math. Minto absolutely hated math with a burning passion, and there was nothing that anyone could tell him that would make him think otherwise.

His teacher was some guy named Shisui Uchiha, and the tall brunet had this odd obsession with numbers as far as Minato could tell. The entirety of his class was talking about, and identifying all the different types of numbers that existed in the world, and it was absolutely miserable. Minato just wanted the class to be over. Konoha Academy apparently operated on a student taking six classes, but alternating between the combination of core classes, and electives that you would take in a single day. That meant that every class was about an hour and a half long-an hour and a half of math.

" Ugh this is torture…." Minato mumbled to himself.

Then out of nowhere, the blond heard someone reply to his snarky remark.

" Tell me about it. Shisui-sensei is a total bore!" were the words that seemingly came from someone behind him.

Turning to see who shared his opinion, Minato was met with a beautiful sight. The source of the foreign agreement was none other than a girl, seemingly his age, with the most gorgeous hair he'd ever seen. Her locks looked as if someone had taken the time to concoct the perfect shade of red, and applied it to the silkiest of strands.

Minato simply gawked at the girl before her giggle snapped him out of his thoughts.

" My name is Kushina Uzumaki. I'm a junior. What's your name?" the self proclaimed Kushina asked.

Words failed him when he immediately tried to answer to woman. The only thing that Minato managed to do was make a fool out of himself by opening, and closing his mouth like a suffocating fish. Kushina seemed to find this amusing though, because she giggled quietly as to not disrupt the rest of the class.

" Um, I'm Minato Namikaze," he finally managed to get out as a deep blush found its way onto his face.

Minato had always been incredibly shy, and introverted. He preferred the presence of his sketchbook, and piano over that of anything else in the world. He had always loved the arts, as they were something that one could excel at without having to interact with too many people. However, due to his years of investing his time into inanimate objects, Minato's social skills were severely lacking as a result; which often led him to situations such as this one where he couldn't seem to find the words to reply to the redhead behind him.

Thank goodness she just took his answer as it was.

" Namikaze, huh? I haven't heard that name before, so you must be new around here!," Kushina whispered rather excitedly, " Don't worry new kid Minato. You and I are friends now so you can officially say that you made your first friend. Deal?" she finished as she held out her hand.

" This girl is something else…." Minato thought as a smile crept onto his face. He didn't really know why, but he just felt like he could trust this girl-no, he could trust Kushina.

Reaching out with his hand, the two shared a firm handshake that sealed their newfound friendship. Minato's heart fluttered at the thought that he wouldn't have to go too long before finding a good group of friends. No. It seems that they, or rather she, had found him.

Tobirama sighed heavily as his the last of his students from his afternoon class finally left, leaving him to himself in the wide expanse of the old dojo...and quite frankly he was quite relieved to be alone right now...he gave him time to clear his head.

Heading upstairs, he walked into the office, and opened up the shades that covered the window, which actually provided a great view of the city...he sat down heavily on the worn leather chair that was behind his desk, leaning back against it as he rubbed his weary ruby eyes, another sigh escaping his lips as he did so.

The past few month, business has been doing pretty well...though the reasons being weren't so good…

The last couple of months, violence in Konoha has escalated...which began to worry many parents, so they ended up signing up their poor helpless children to his dojo, in hopes that they'll be able to fight for themselves...which is true, but learning how to physical fight and defend yourself won't stop the crime rate from climbing.

But what can he do? He needs the money, he needs the business to stay alive or he'll bring dishonor to his family...or some shit that his father would say or whatever, he didn't really give a damn.

Sitting straight up once more, Tobirama reached for the new piles of entry papers that had come in, and began to shift through them...ruby eyes scanning each name carefully…

They didn't really have a lot of slots open...but he supposed he could make do.

Looks like he's got a lot of phone calls to make…

Just another day at work...

God he hates Hashirama right now.

Minato, and Kushina had really hit it off during their math class together, and much to Minato's pleasant surprise, Kushina just happened to be in AP Art class as well. Math, and Art were the only classes that the two shared, but Minato was overjoyed anyway. He hadn't expected to meet someone whom he would call a friend this early in the year…..or possibly at all.

When Mr. Uchiha had allowed to class to roam around and get to know each other, Minato and Kushina finally engaged in the conversation that they wanted to have.

They talked about their lives, parents, interests, hobbies, and the like. Turns out Kushina loved to paint, and she was quite good at it, and that is why she was in AP Art. On top of that, she had also moved here this year because her family had taken over care of an animal rescue that dealt with saving and breeding endangered foxes.

They learned a lot about one another, and it wasn't too long before it was lunch time, and the two of them had agreed to share their first lunch of the year. They walked from the Art room amongst the crowds that were heading to to cafeteria, and it was Minato's luck that he was accidentally pushed into an individual with long coal colored hair. Whoever shoved Minato did so with enough force to propel him not only into the man in front of him, but also to send the man in front of him skipping forward to catch himself from falling.

" Oh my god, I am so sorry!" Minato said hurriedly to the taller man in front of him.

Once he had managed to regain his footing, Minato looked up to see the face of whom he had almost knocked over. The man was easily a head taller than him, and was much paler as well. Once his gaze reached the man's face, Minato noticed that there was a look of pure disgust that was being aimed at him. Confused, Minato tried to explain why he had run into the man.

" I am so sorry, someone pushed me from behind, and I lost my footing and fell in-" he managed to get out before the taller man cut him off with his own comment.

" I don't care what your excuse is blondie, what the fuck are you doing touching me?" the man practically bellowed.

Minato instantly quivered in fear. He had always been on the smaller side of the growth scale for his age, so compared to the man in front of him who looked to be his age, Minato was a stick bug to the fleshy fortress that loomed over him. He really hoped that this wouldn't escalate to a fight, because it was assured that he would get his ass kicked.

He was just about to apologize again, when Kushina decided to give the taller man a piece of her mind.

" What the hell is your problem? He just said sorry! It wasn't his fault in the first place!" Kushina all but screamed.

The man's reaction was disgusting. He simply turned to his friends, and laughed at Kushina's explanation as if it were some joke. Some of the males that were standing behind the aggressor began to heckle them-one of which mentioned the name Hiashi.

" So that's his name…" Minato quickly thought before the man's laughter subsided.

" Watch yourself blondie, your little redheaded freak can protect you from everything," Hiashi spat with pure ice in his voice.

Minato wanted to die. This was not supposed to be happening. Today was supposed to be a good day, but instead it was quickly going down the drain. He knew that Kushina was trying to help, but she was only adding fuel to the fire. That didn't mean, however, that it didn't make Minato that someone was talking to grossly to his friend.

" Kushina stop talking please," Minato began before turning back to the pale man before him.

" You need to back off. This was an accident, and you know it. Now let us pass please," Minato got out before Hiashi practically jumped at him.

If it weren't for the man's friends holding him back, and trying to tell him that fighting on school grounds was NOT a good idea, Minato was sure that Hiashi would have broken his face. The man was a monster, and he probably had the bite to match.

" You better watch your back!" Hiashi spat before walking away, leaving two frightened students in their wake.

Kushina was just as shocked at the turn of events. Looking at the blond, she opened to mouth to speak once the hallway had begun to calm down.

" Minato, I-" she was cut off by a fuming blond.

" Let's just go get food. I'm starving!" he said while plastering on his best fake smile.

After making various phone calls, yelling at his assistant Hiruzen, and grabbing a bite to eat, Tobirama returned to teach his evening class, which were mostly high school students, mainly juniors and seniors.

After getting them to warm up and such, he began to teach them some basic defensive moves, such as disarming, restraining, holding, and stunning maneuvers, to help them against someone with a weapon and such.

After doing a basic demonstration, he did his routine walk around the room, correcting his students in their stances, their performances and giving helpful tips.

Eventually, the evening class was over and Tobirama gave his usual talk of how they performed well, pointed out mistakes and wished them all a good night.

Once the last student had left, it was just him and his assistant trainer Hiruzen left in the dojo.

"Today went pretty well, huh?" Hiruzen commented in his usual bright and cheery manner, glancing over at the white haired man with chestnut eyes.

"Hmm." Tobirama hummed in response, he wasn't particularly interested in conversation right now, all he wanted to do was get his left over work done, and just go home. He just wasn't feeling it today…

But Hiruzen, being the chatty person that he is, decided to go on…

"Aw, come on Teach, lighten up! I overheard some of the students say that they really enjoyed today's lesson!" he said, giving his boss a playful whack on the back, earning him a grunt from the silent Senju.

Tobirama merely hummed in response once more, putting the last mat away and shutting the equipment closet. Hiruzen pouted, and began to try and think of as to why Tobirama was in such a foul mood…

"Oh!" He suddenly exclaimed, eyes lighting up and snapping his fingers, pointing right at the Senju, "I know what your problem is! You just need to get laid!" he proclaimed triumphantly, then let out a yelp when he was suddenly whacked over the head with Tobirama's fist.

"Shut the fuck up Hiruzen, and go home!" Tobirama shouted, though one could not miss the rather embarrassed expression on his face.

"I'll finish here, just go home…" he added with a heavy sigh, making his way back to his office.

"Yup, I knew it, you definitely need to get some ass-"

"GO HOME!"

Afterwards, Hiruzen did indeed go home, finally leaving Tobirama all alone in the dojo, finally getting some peace and quiet.

It's been a long day, but it wasn't a particularly bad day either…

Minato, and Kushina enjoyed their lunches with one another, and then went their separate ways for the rest of the day.

After that, Minato just sailed through his last two classes, and bounded out of the door once the final bell had rung. All in all, he would say that he had a pretty good day, except that minor spat during lunch, but that didn't matter. He doubted that Hiashi would do anything anyway. He will probably continue to make empty threats, and hope that Minato stays intimidated by him, but that won't happen.

Not this year.

After getting into his car, Minato sped through the school parking lot, and eagerly began his journey home. He played music, and sang along with the tunes that he recognized until his was pulling into his nice suburban home.

He parked his car, reached to grab his school bag, and got of his car in a single fluid motion. He was just about to enter the house when he heard a blood curdling scream from somewhere behind him that was quickly followed by an echoing, " MINATO!".

Whipping around to get a good look at his surroundings, Minato scanned the area over once before his eyes settled on a familiar redhead that was getting out of her car, and then began to sprint her way over to him.

" Kushina?" Minato asked in confusion, " what are you doing at my house?" he asked with genuine curiosity.

He felt like they were on their way to becoming great friends, but they still just met that day, and her following him home was a tad creepy.

At his question, Kushina just squealed, and jumped up and down some more before taking a deep breath to calm herself down enough to speak.

" Minato! I live in that house over there!" she rambled with pure glee while pointing over to the house where she had parked her car.

" You do?" was the dumb response that the blond man gave.

" Yes! I just said that! God Minato I thought we were friends. You could at least act a little excited!" Kushina ground out obviously irritated.

" No! Don't get me wrong, I am glad that we're neighbors-I am- but just remember that I am not used to this whole friend thing either. You just kind of surprised me, that's all," Minato eased out with a calming tone.

Kushina instantly deflated, and a smile plastered itself onto her face before she continued.

" Oh Mina! You're so cute! I was just kidding. I know it is going to take you some time to get used to this, but when you are looking to hang out, you'll know where to find me!" she said before flashing him a blinding grin, and running off across the street to where she eventually closed her front door.

Minato continued to stand there slightly dazed from the encounter, but let a smile make its way onto his face once more due to Kushina's boundless energy.

Turning to enter his own house, Minato opened the door with a happy yell.

" I'm home!"

Tobirama finally put the last file away for the day, sighing heavily as he stood from his chair, stretching his long and muscular limbs, a tired groan leaving his lips as he did so.

Shutting off his computer and packing up, he turned off the light to his office and made his way out of the dojo, locking the place up as he headed towards his car and soon began to drive off.

He made a quick stop to the grocery store, picking put some stuff so that he could make tonight's dinner and a bag of dog treats for his loyal and rather giant wolf-dog Kumo, who was waiting for him at his loft most likely.

Paying his purchases, he drove home, checked his mailbox and made his way upstairs and finally arrived to his door.

Managing to pull out his keys while balancing the groceries he had in his arms, he opened the door and was soon greeted by the sight of his companion standing by the door, his tail swishing back and forth happily, very much glad to see his master back home.

"Hey boy…" Tobirama greeted softly as he shut the door behind him, briefly bending down to ruffle and scratch Kumo behind his ears and then made his way to the kitchen, putting the groceries down and stretching his limbs once more.

Making his way over to the coffee maker, he turned the machine on and then walked over to one of the cupboards and pulled out a mug.

"It's been a long day today Kumo…" the white haired man spoke to his canine companion, who padded over to where the Senju was standing, sitting beside him and gently nudged his large white head against Tobirama's leg, a small yip passing through his mouth as he looked up at his owner, brown eyes staring at him curiously.

The Senju chuckled as he reached down and began to pet Kumo affectionately, "Mm, but we're still here buddy...we're still here." he said softly, tired crimson eyes shining with a small glimmer of hope that still was there…

He's still here...things will pick up, he knows they will.

For now, he's content with being in his homely loft with his dog and a nice cup of coffee…

Minato was now lying in bed, doing some night time sketches before finally falling asleep. He found that drawing really took the edge off at the end of the day, and it really helped him settle down. Otherwise he would just toss, and turn all night and not get a wink of sleep.

This sketch was of the hallway's of Konoha Academy. It depicted the stark contrast between age, and experience that could be found in one passing of students in the halls. If you looked close, you could pick out the younger freshman, and sophomores that rushed to get to class as it was absolute taboo to be late. On the other hand, the older students walked casually to class while emitting an air of confident superiority.

It was just a basic sketch, and not everyone had a face yet, but Minato really liked it. It was meaningful. At least to him, that is.

After he got home, Minato made sure to tell his parents about his day since they nagged him unmercifully to share every single detail. He told them about Kushina, and how she ended up being their neighbor, and they simply lit up like a christmas tree at the thought of Minato making friends.

Overall, dinner was a fun time, but once he was allowed to leave to his bedroom, Minato did. He showered, and had been sketching in bed ever since. It had been a long, yet eventful day, but Minato felt really good about this school, and year.

With that thought, Minato placed down his sketchbook, turned off his bedside lamp, and feel into a deep slumber.

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