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"I'm sorry, but I cannot, in good conscience, keep training you. Your body is too weak and frail to be a kunoichi, and you would just pose a danger to yourself and your teammates." I look up at her in shock and anger, a feeling of hopelessness gripping my heart, "B-But… I still have my genjutsu! I don't need to have a strong body to use it! I mean, I even heard of a guy a year older than me that was born without the ability to mold chakra, and yet he's the best in Taijutsu in his whole year!" I try to convince sensei otherwise. I wanna be a kunoichi! I'm tired of being a nearly disabled girl that needs help for the easiest of physical tasks! I'm tired of being a disappointment to my clan! I'm tired of being pitied and treated like a frail thing that may or may not break in the next couple of minutes!

"You're a lost cause. I advise you to find another path in life. Aren't you really good at painting? That's a much more doable dream for you, Yakumo." My teacher smiles at me, and I look away from her gaze, resentment and hatred swirling deep in me. " She doesn't want to train me anymore? Fine, I'll train myself, and I'll show her and everyone who doubts me that I too can be strong." I think bitterly, though I offer the young woman nod. "Fine…" I whisper weakly, walking away and out of the Kurama clan's district. I need some alone time to myself.

ACADEMY: CLASS 1-D. ZUCCHINA POV

I listen with rapt attention to the teacher's lecture. It's about the prevalent clans in the Warring State Period and the civil war itself. It's actually pretty interesting, and I found myself taking notes, while ignoring Naruto fidgeting in his seat. Seriously, he needs to get his hyperactiveness under control. Wait, is that even a word?

Soon enough, the bell rang, and in a few minutes here came our Taijutsu instructor, Hyuga sensei. He motions for us to follow him outside, and sure enough we find ourselves in front of a really long oval track that looks to be made specifically for running. All in all, I'd guess it would be around 2km. How? I have no idea, from the outside the Academy doesn't look like it could fit so much stuff, it does, the same for my fridge. " Maybe it has something to do with Fuinjutsu?"

"Alright, children. In today's lesson we're going to work on your speed, strength, and then I'll teach you all some Katas. Now… what you have to do is very simple: Run 20 laps around this course. The first 5 to finish will receive bonus credit." We all get in position, and I can already see Naruto grinning like a madman. Hehe, thinks he's gonna win? He doesn't know what's coming.

"Ready? Set… GO!" We all immediately spring into action, and soon enough, thanks to my tort- training under Might Guy, I find myself in front of the pack, and I smirk to myself. This is too easy. " I just jinxed it, didn't I?" As I run, I suddenly feel a presence catching up with me, and I turn to see who it is. It's a boy, he has spiky coal black hair, but I mean, really really spiky, maybe as much as mine, and he has eyes as dark as his hair. He's wearing a black jacket with some dark orange accents, and dark red pants, with black 'ninja' sandals. I kinda recognize him as one of the orphaned classmates of ours, though I don't really know his name, and I wasn't there yesterday to see him fight, so his ability to keep up with me in terms of speed really surprises me. " Even Rock Lee isn't this fast, and he trains with me and Might Guy!"

I look back in front of me, my eyes narrowing, as I push my body to run faster and faster, but he still seems able to keep up with me, and it makes no sense! I'm a Saiyan, dammit. Eventually, I find him running side by side with me, and I'm unable to pull ahead despite all my efforts. "What's your name?" I hear him ask, his voice sounding genuinely curious and interested in doing some conversation with me. "Zucchina." I mumble quietly, half wondering if he even heard me, but seeing him nod, he did, "I'm Celery." Why is he named after celery? What kind of parent names their child after vegetables? Oh sh*t, I'm named after a vegetable too!

I then notice him starting to pull ahead, a gap being left between us, and my innate competitiveness kicks in, and I start pushing myself even harder, my legs starting to blur to the normal eye, but it's not enough. We start to lap some of our own classmates, multiple times even. I'm feeling completely drained by the end of it, but he looks like he barely broke a sweat! What in the actual f*ck?

This guy ran 40km in just a couple seconds over 20 minutes! Doesn't this mean that he was moving at something like 120km/h? How? We're just children, how can he move so fast so consistently? I arrived in around 30 minutes, and sure, that's still outrageously fast, but not near as fast as him!

"Were you using Chakra?" I ask him softly, looking at him, and he shakes his head, "Nope. I just train a lot!" He responds cheerfully, and I just sigh in defeat, plopping on the ground, my legs feeling like jelly, using my tail as a makeshift fan of sorts. I notice him raising an eyebrow in surprise at my tail, and he sits next to me, talking in a hushed tone as a way to not be overheard.

After a couple of hours everyone finished. Celery was first, obviously, while I was second, followed by Sasuke Uchiha, who actually seems quite the happy, if not a little reserved guy, then Kiba Inuzuka and fifth Naruto Uzumaki by sheer stamina alone. Hinata though seems to be seventh, Shino Aburame having surpassed her at the last second.

For the rest of the day, we did some physical exercises, and we then practiced some katas, but my mind was focused elsewhere. Celery is a complete mystery to me, and it also proves a sneaky suspicion that I had unfortunately, which could make my life much, much harder: The possibility of external threats. That weird dream comes back to mind, and I start thinking that it may have been more than that. But what? I have no idea what a black mass of tentacles should even be. I've never heard of such a thing before in my life.

My legs automatically brought me to my usual training ground, but I see an unfamiliar girl training there. She seems to be right about my age, but I can immediately pinpoint her frailness. She has brown hair, brown hair, and is wearing a pink kimono, not the most practical of things to wear when training. She notices my presence, and turns to warily look at me, clearly on guard. Even if I'm not good at sensing chakra yet, I can feel the sheer amount of Yin aligned energy fill the whole area, and I quickly raise my hands in surrender, "D-Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you. I just… I usually use this training ground." I breathe a sigh of relief, as her chakra finally stops permeating the place.

"Who are you?" I give her a gentle smile, before answering,

"I'm Zucchina."

"Yakumo Kurama." I nod, the name sounds vaguely familiar, though it may just be me who's schizo or something. "How is your training going?" I ask curiously, and I can see her grimace, "Not good… I'm already exhausted from a minute of running…" She whispers in a bitter, disappointed tone.

My eyes soften, and I nod in understanding. "To be honest, your body seems kinda frail," I notice her expression grow sullen at my words, "But you have a ton of chakra, so why don't you use it to strengthen your body?" I hear her sigh in sadness, "I can't. I already tried it once and I almost died because my body couldn't handle it.

I listen in shock and concern. It's not like I've never hurt myself by channeling my chakra in my limbs to be stronger, but at most I tore a muscle! "Wow… then why don't you focus on another ninja art? I feel like you could be pretty good at Genjutsu."

"I know right? But my sensei told me that I should just give up" She scoffs, "I won't let my body stop me from pursuing my dreams. I WILL become the greatest Genjutsu specialist one day."

"Do you want to train together then? I'm quite strong, and I think you should learn to track and evade your enemies regardless of their speed, so that you can actually use a Genjutsu."

She nods, and we assume our stances. Then, I quickly close the gap between us, ready to knock her down on the ground, and I can see her eyes widen for a second, but before I could hit her, I feel something hitting my side, pushing me away from her, and with a flip, I land on the ground, warily looking around. "There's nothing. Was it just a Genjutsu? But I felt the pain of being hit"

Then, I felt many other attacks raining down on me, and I raise my arms to protect my face. "It hurts. She can make Genjutsu that make me feel pain. And her attacks seem invisible. And she disappeared too. I need to win this fast, or she's actually gonna win! Maybe an AOE attack will work." I channel some chakra to my legs, and I then jump up in the air, quickly ascending to a couple dozens of meters. I cup my hands by my side, channeling my energy in the space between them, a surge of excitement coursing through my body. I'm doing something that I've always dreamed of doing. I may not be able to do a very powerful one right now, but I could tinker with it a little to make it more concussive and create a bigger, albeit weaker, explosion.

"KAA… MEE…" A glowing blue orb of power appears between my hands, growing more and more by the second, and I could almost hear a panicked squeak from down on the ground. Am I taking this too far for a spar? Mah, even if I somehow hit her directly it would just push her and singe her clothes a little, "HAA… MEE…" I decompress the attack a little, to make sure it really goes BOOM, and I feel it starting to push my hands apart, so I know that it's ready, and so, I throw my hands forward, "HAAAAA!" I exclaim in a gleeful tone, a blue beam of pure energy flying down towards the ground, and it engulfs the training field with a big explosion, though not really that potent.

I fall back down on the ground, and I notice Yakumo seated on the ground, probably having been knocked on her butt, and she's looking at me with starry eyes. She pounces on me with speeds she's not supposed to have, shaking me back and forth excitedly. "What was that? It looked Awesome! Teach me! Teach me! Teach me! Teach me!" She exclaims, making me start to feel dizzy from all the shaking.

"F-Fine… just l-let me go, please…" I beg her, and she freezes, realizing her actions. She lets go of me, looking at me with cheeks flushed from embarrassment, "S-Sorry! I just found your kame thingy very cool."

I giggle, shaking my head, "It's ok. It looks awesome, right?" I ask with a grin, and a similar one appears on her lips, her embarrassment forgotten, as she nods along with me, "It is! I've never seen something like that!"

Just then, a mischievous smile appears on my face, "And now for the real training to commence…" I whisper mysteriously, and then I punch her in the face. Not that hard, but enough to reacquaint her butt with grass, "Dodge." She glares up at me, holding her nose in pain, "What was that for?!? I wasn't ready!" I chuckle at her words, "Your enemies won't wait for you to be ready, Yakumo." From the way she's staring at me, it's obvious that she knows that I just wanted an excuse to punch her. I've always wanted to train someone the 'Piccolo way', and now's the time.

She gets back up, glaring at me all the way through, "I swear I'll get back at y-" I throw another punch at her face, and this time she actually has the presence of mind to dodge. Too bad that she didn't notice me kicking her in the stomach, "Dodge." Am I a sadistic bastard? Maybe, but this is just too fun. And she's actually improving. It's a win-win situation! She gets better at dodging, and I get a punching bag that isn't a rock that leaves my hands looking redder than Hinata when Naruto talks to her.

I hear her groan in pain, and I giggle at her misery, and we continued this for a few hours, until Yakumo was basically beaten black and blue, but at least she's gotten decent at dodging, though there's something that's starting to become annoying. It's been a few days since I noticed that someone was spying on me training, and as awesome as I know I am, it's becoming creepy. "Please, come out from hiding." I call towards the woods, and my new friend looks at me weird, "What do you mean? There's no-"

The bushes start rustling, and out came a familiar spiky haired orphan that is also my fellow Saiyan, apparently. "Hi, Zuky!" My eye twitches at the random nickname that he probably just pulled out of his ass. "Hi, pervert." I retort with a smirk, finding some pleasure in seeing him pouting childishly because of my jab at him.

"Hey! I'm not a pervert!" H exclaims defensively, and before he could add anything else, I cut him off, "You were spying on 2 young, defenseless girls alone in the middle of nowhere, oh, Mr. Pervert, please do not take advantage of our innocence." I say in a sarcastic tone, ignoring the looks of confusion Yakumo is giving me.

He starts sputtering, his cheeks turning red, almost as much as Hinata's, "I-I'd never do such a thing! Seriously, what's wrong with you?" I shake my head, giggling, "Many things actually, but I really just wanted to tease you a little." I then feel a slight tug on my arm, and I turn to see brown eyes filled with confusion and innocent curiously, "What did you mean by 'please, do not take advantage of our innocence'?" I freeze at her words, and I turn to look at Celery for help, but instead I find him wearing the same expression as Ms. Innocence, but I sure as hell know that he's faking it. I turn back to Yakumo. "I'll show you something cool if you forget what I said." It works instantly, as she becomes starry eyed again, jumping up and down like a kid who's been told that Christmas is going to come every week. "Show me now! Now!" I smile at her, then I turn to Celery with a challenging look in my eyes, and he mirrors it, entering a fighting stance, and I do the same.

"You're about to see a semi serious fight now, Yakumo. What you gotta do is make sure you can track every move we make with your eyes or your other senses."

YAKUMO POV

I watch in amazement as they charge at each other, meeting in the middle. They then start throwing a flurry of punches and kicks at each other, their limbs looking like blurs. It's amazing! Can I one day be this strong? No, I'm gonna be even stronger. I want to be unstoppable.

They separate from each other, and they then start throwing weird yellow exploding thingies. I don't know what they are, but they look really cool. I watch in shock as who I think is called Celery moved so fast that he disappears, managing to punch Zuky on the cheek, but she retaliates by striking him on the groin with her tail. Huh? She took him out already? But she only hit him once…

I walk over to the 2 of them, and I see that Zuky is apologizing a lot, while Celery is just… groaning in pain face first on the ground, "Why is he doing that?" I ask curiously, and she turns to me, her face scrunched up. Is she thinking on how to answer? Why doesn't she just answers my question? "Boys… are really vulnerable down there. I didn't mean to hit him there with my tail though, I promise! I didn't realize that my tail couldn't hit any higher!" I'm even more confused by her answer. It can't be that bad, can it? I mean, I've bumped against things with my crotch a few times in the past a few times, and while it hurt, it wasn't enough to make me cry like a baby!

Boys sure are quite weird.

Author Notes: Alright, I've kinda been enjoying writing this chapter. It may not be that good, but I actually managed to write it all in one day, but now my eyes hurt. Maybe I should go touch some grass? Meh, that's just secondary. This is the first time I've attempted a different pov than Zuky (Yes, it's her new official nickname) and I don't know if I did good or not. Will Yakumo and Celery become important? Yes. I have already planned out some of the main things up to the graduation. Is Celery actually a Saiyan? Yep. Why? Because I thought about it last thing, and I already have plans for him. Though don't worry, Naruto, Hinata, Guy and Rock Lee are gonna stay relevant. And for those wondering, yes, there are things happening in the background, and no, the Uchiha massacre hasn't happened yet, but Zuky isn't worried about it because she managed to forget it. How? Her core personality was based on my own (Even if she's slowly changing), including my excellent memory and my shortsightedness. I'm not good at thinking ahead, and she isn't either. And if you somehow forgot, Zuky's class is made of 7 years old, and Yakumo is too. What's Zuky's objective right now? Survive, and enjoy life, which is why she didn't think too much about it when she became friends with the Hyuga Heiress, the village Jinchuriki, and asked Guy for training. She already is on a lot of people's radar without even realizing it. This is also my first time publishing something from the app, and it's not that easy. For some reason I can't even put more than one line, and it makes no sense.