I wonder what's wrong with me that I keep getting ideas and writing them when I have so many WIPs... *sigh*

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Amazaki Narumi.

That was her name.

She frowned at the newest location of her placement. It wasn't a surprise but still, she frowned. If the last 10 years had taught her anything, it was to take what she could with a healthy doze of suspicion, and this was the first time she was placed inside the Village in a while. And why would he? She was a combat specialist first and foremost. There was no reason to place her in the Village. Specially when she was good at doing what she did.

But.

She was still just a chunin.

So she walked through the front doors and into the hell hole that would be her next half or one year assignment, depending on a sodding old coot. The laughter and screams of the children were easily heard through the hallway. The teachers were trying hard to manage the children while all the kids wanted, was to go out into the sun and run back home. This place never changed, would never change.

Thankfully, she was assigned to the forth year, or she would have gone ahead to protest to the Hokage, no matter the fact that she had never done so before, but at least then he hadn't been letting her abilities rot in a corner somewhere. He had been using her, and she had no problems with that.

She crossed found the teacher's lounge close to the doorway. She knocked on the door, getting the supervisor's attention. The supervisor looked to be the Hokage's age, but not in the way the Hokage did. He looked like if there was an invasion, he wouldn't even be able to get up from his chair. As if to prove her wrong, he got up from his chair and welcomed her in with a scowl. But even though he didn't move, she spotted the limp from the corner of her eye. When he sat back down heavily, she said nothing, standing at attention in front of him.

"You have been assigned in the Academy for the next year by the decree of the Hokage." Narumi bowed her head in acknowledgment.

"Yes sir. I was told to be the combat instructor for the forth years." The supervisor scowled at her.

"There is no need for one in the forth year, go to the third year. Your help will be invaluable there." Instead of agreeing like she was supposed to, Narumi looked up with a flat look.

"I was assigned so by the Hokage. Only, and only if the Hokage himself reassigns me, I will accept it. You have no authority to do that." Her voice was cold as ice. The man broke out in cold sweat.

"Yes, you are correct. I apologize, in my old age, you know." He laughed a little nervously. She silently wondered why he tried to pull that with her. The classes were still ongoing so she wouldn't be able to talk to the teacher yet, but she could spy on them.

After leaving the staff room, she walked to her suspected class, hidden from the students and the teacher, of course. The teacher was a brunette with a scar across his nose, trying his best to teach the students.

A smooth henge later, she was sitting as an extra mop in the corner of the class. It was a rowdy bunch but not as bad as the younger years, at least. The instructor was good at hustling them into doing the work. They were learning about the geography of the Elemental Nations with different topographical features for different nations and literally no one was asking questions. Why? He was a good instructor but instead of listening to him talk about useful and interesting information they were-

Her eyes sharpened on the Nara. He had been lazily sleeping but he just shifted his posture. He shot a suspicious look near her and tugged at something from underneath his desk. There was an explosion of colors and scents from below their desks. A spray of paint to people's faces of their bodies. A few people actually managed to react instinctively fast, which was actually fast enough to commend them for. They should be kept an eye on. Instinctive avoidance like that was good. Two people's faces were almost completely missed- one was the Hyuuga, she leaned froward and tilted her head back so her body got all of it instead of the ceiling and the other was a pink haired girl, she leaned away but paint wasn't really aimed at her face like everyone else's.

Favorism of the prankster.

She was a lucky girl.

"Haha! You'll never catch me!" Screamed the blonde kid. Her breath caught in her lungs. The Hokage's kid?

Like with most people 11 years ago, the Hokage was the infamously known in Konoha for his bright blonde hair, his over-indulgence of his angry red head of a girlfriend and his general nice-ness. He was a common figure around, specially when he was with the red haired banshee. When she got embarrassed, she screamed it at the world.

She had seen them once, but he had been mini-her's first crush and she had resented the red head on his arm with a fierceness that was very embarrassing to think about now. That bright blond hair had stolen her childish heart, and she was seeing the exact same color on someone else.

She kawarimi'd out of there as fast as she could. The Forth Hokage had a child.

Then her eyes narrowed in determination. She needed to get her hands on the student files on everyone in the year. She headed for the filing room for that year and spent the whole time till class gave over, reading over the information given for each student.

When she finally found a match- Naruto Uzumaki was the blonde haired kid- she scowled. That was the Forth Hokage's kid. Wasn't anyone giving him any specialized training?

She was born of a shinobi absentee parent and a civilian one who raised her quite well, but while she had gotten a little side help whenever her father was home, she hadn't had much of the clan training. She had survived because of luck till she became old enough to kill her opponent instead of being killed.

Specialized training was partiality, yes. But it increased survival odds like crazy. She had learnt so many useful tricks from her father that she whole-heartedly believed that she would have died if not for him. Those tricks helped her survive!

Why wasn't anyone making sure this boy survived?

She let out a silent moan inside her head, holding the file tightly.

The Forth Hokage was going to be a big change 11 years ago, she knew. In the one year he had been in office, he had already tried to create so many changes. He had ruffled a few feathers, but he had helped. Her father had come back home bright eyed with hope. And then, the nine-tails had squashed their hope like it squashed her father.

She put back all the files neatly and went looking for the Iruka-sensei everyone admired.

He was chatting with the other teachers, laughing about something or the other when she threw down the one file she had brought.

She sat down across him and smiled. It wasn't a nice smile.

"Tell me about him."

Iruka looked down at the file and then at her, his lips flattened with displeasure.

"Uzumaki Naruto," he said, mixed feelings in his voice. Kyubi jinchuriki, he thought. "He is a prankster, never pays attention in any class, runs away from class whenever he can. He's loud, boisterous, obnoxious." She clicked her tongue.

"I'm not talking about personality, sensei. I want to know how he studies, what his grades are, what he's good at, what's his best class. Because his files don't say quite a few things, I noticed." Iruka's eyes widened.

"I-uh." He stuttered for a moment. Everyone was already doing their work but they kept an eye on one of their oldest instructor vs newest one.

"Yes?" She asked, blandly. Because she needed these answers. Iruka seemed fine though, he didn't seem to hate the Uzumaki from the bottom of his heart at least.

"He-he is good with flamboyance, distraction and demolition type fighter. His taijutsu isn't very good though, but sometimes he's either very good with ninjutsu or very bad. He seemed interested in sealing as a side course for a while, but never took it up." Iruka seemed to struggle for bit before realizing he probably knew more than he thought he knew, "He has some first aid training like everyone else. it was the only class he came to consistently. His grades," his mouth twisted with displeasure, "he's a terrible student, you have to understand. His grades reflect that. He's in the bottom of the class, at risk to be kicked out from the shinobi program."

There was a pause.

"So basically, you're telling me," she said flatly, "The only thing he's interested in are side courses which the main teachers don't attend to?"

The Hokage had put two people in Naruto's class. iruka and her. It depended on them to make sure that he had enough of the basics embedded in him so he could survive his jonin-sensei. She had no doubt that he would make it that far. The Hokage would make him an apprentice to someone, if nothing else.

She sighed.

"Thank you, sensei." Then she turned around and walked away. She wasn't called as a taijutsu-specialist. She was called as a combat specialist. It was her job to throw in as much survival information as she could fit in their heads.

Her first class was tomorrow and she had free reign in what she could teach them.

-x-

The first time she entered the class along with Iruka, there was a pointing, gasping and whispering. She suppressed a smile at them. Kids were kind of cute, no? But at least, they weren't too small and hyper or she would end up strangling them and accidentally killing them.

Iruka had been their teacher for less than a month before she was brought along, apparently replacing another teacher. Iruka introduced her to the class and she stepped forward.

"I have been in the field for quite some time so please excuse me. I might not be aware of many of the current ongoings inside the village. I am your combat instructor for the next year," she smiled at them, "but feel free to ask me about anything else as well. I'm also not from a clan," she nodded towards the general area where some of the clan kids grouped, "so any information I give you or not give you in mine to use freely. Please take care of me."

She bowed at the class and stood beside Iruka. Some of the class seemed to phase out whatever they were saying but Naruto seemed surprisingly happy to see her.

Her class was thankfully before lunch break so when Iruka walked away, she grinned at them.

"So, what all have you kids learnt before this?" The pinkette raised her hand and she raised a brow.

"It's fine, you can just speak. I'm not used to classroom etiquette anyway," she waved it off.

"Yes, sensei. We have been taught the Academy basic taijutsu, survival training, camping, and conditioning. We have also killed an animal, as required by the Academy curriculum. We have done the courses set outside as well. We were told we were going to start sparring this year."

Narumi blinked.

"That's...it?" She asked. The pinkette deflated. "I-I mean, good job, Sakura-chan. Thank you for informing me." Sakura smiled brightly at her. Some of the girls giggled at her flustered response.

"We were also taught weapons training," Naruto spoke up, a little quietly, when no one said anything.

"Oh, thank you, Naruto-kun." She smiled at the boy. He flushed.

"Oh yeah, that too."

"Oh, man. I can't believe he remembered something I forgot."

The kids started whispering. My lips flattened.

"Quiet." I commanded. "You do as I tell you, or you get out. You do not bad-mouth your future comrade. They might be the reason you're alive one day." The whispering kids cowered back down.

"Okay, so we'll start the class nice and and simple." She smiled. "You get to fight one-on-one against me!" She clapped her hands cheerfully.

She got them out to the field and everyone was quietly whispering.

"First up, Uchiha Sasuke."

Everyone quieted down while Sasuke came face to face with her.

"I will just be using taijutsu, you can use weapons, ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu. It's anything goes for you. Co-ordinate your attacks with each other. Try not to throw any weapon towards the other students, because I need them alive. Fight will end when I disable you." A few kids giggled, some nervously.

"Okay, start." She said.

Uchiha Sasuke was good. He wasn't exactly genius good, but he was quite good. Maybe, just towing the line. Then half a minute in, she had to reassess. His taijutsu wasn't anything amazing, but his co-ordination and control was good. He tugged a wire attached to shuriken with one hand while throwing kunai with the other, trying to keep her at a distance. If he tried taijutsu only, he would get crushed, and since the space was so open, he couldn't spin a web but since I can't cut or do anything without a weapon in my hand, he figured it was safe.

She smirked, catching one of his kunai mid-air, before throwing it away.

"If you keep throwing kunai willy-nilly, I'll start using them, Sasuke-kun." He tried to bind her in a bunch of wires which she got away from easily. Then when, he seemed to have shown most of his tricks, I slipped behind him and took away his weapons from his hands. Then it was a pure taijutsu beat down.

At the end, he lay moaning on the floor.

"Very good, Sasuke-kun. You don't make the same mistake twice, you have good control, your stamina isn't too bad either. Your taijutsu style requires you to be faster than the other though but you'll reach that level soon enough. Because of your body control, I think you could start resistance training soon." Sasuke looked up curiously at that.

"Resistance training?" He croaked out. Probably from the fireball he tried to shoot out but she almost smashed his jaw for. She gave him a bottle of water.

"Yes. If you would like to stay after class, I could show you the shop. I am a taijutsu specialist, after all." She said with a wry smile. He drank some water and got up.

"Pick up your weapons too." She tilted her head at the strewn weapons.

"Next up, Haruno Sakura," she called. The pinkette nervously came forward.

She was textbook and very straight forward in her taijutsu. It was almost...innocent, in a way. But not very good for survival. She didn't even last a minute, though she has some surprising strength in her punch.

She also tried a genjutsu and tried for kawarimi, but she was trying to carefully go through the signs so. Slammed into the floor mid-way it was!

She assigned her a work out regime that she would need to draw up and have it sent to her by the next day. She needed more dexterity in her fingers too.

Then were all of the clan kids, a few more civilians. They needed something other than their clan speciality. She needed to draw up more work out regimes for each one.

Last was- "Next up, Uzumaki Naruto!"

He grinned bright but nervously.

"Hell yeah! I'm going to beat you, lady!" He screamed at her. She raised a brow at the 180, then he charged ahead. First, his form was terrible. He was brawling. With her. A taijutsu specialist.

It was like an arrow in her heart. It was more pain than he felt when she smashed him into the floor, taking advantage of his dis balanced state. He got up, to her surprise, and then did the same thing in a different way. She sighed. Then got to work fixing it.

When he punched at her, she shifted his other hand; when he kicked at her, she fixed his arms. He had decent balance, and good spacial recognition but his mind seemed faster than his body. But no matter how many times she punted him, he got up. Since she didn't actually want to give him brain damage, she put a hand up stopping him

He ran into her hand, windmilled his arm and she rolled her eyes and pushed back at him. He fell back on his butt.

"That's done. You have terrific stamina, Naruto-kun." He looked at her surprised then grinned like crazy.

"Hell yes! Stamina, dattebayo!" Her lips quirked up.

"You're good at thinking up unexpected things, you'd be a good front liner. Iruka has you tagged well." Iruka did call him a demolition or distraction. That was a good call.

"But, you need more body control. Climb trees, run on walls, heck, do hand stands on the walls. Experience will be your best teacher, to be honest." She looked at the rest of the class.

"Does anyone have time after class to fight with Naruto-kun?" She asked the students. A few shuffled nervously but no one spoke up. She sighed.

"Very well then." She turned back to Naruto who looked at the rest of his classmates sadly, then with panic at her, probably thinking she was going to ditch him out after doing something or the other for the rest of the class. "Come back here everyday, one hour after classes. I'll be your sparring partner." She combed through her hair, thinking up plans and discarding them.

"WHAT?" A few people screamed. Including Naruto, it seemed. She looked at them, surprised.

"What?" A civilian kid spoke.

"I-Isn't that favorism?" She scowled.

"What's favorism about it? I am giving every one of you a personalized training regime for you to follow. Hell, I'm giving a few of you a diet regime to follow. Since none of you seem open to sparring with him, I have to. It's my job description." She straightened out and stood in front of the bunched up class.

"Every single one of you will be a soldier in the name of Konoha. You will all do what the Hokage requires from you. Why should I not help you become the best you can be?"

"B-but he's Naruto!" Someone protested. She looked at the blond kid not even sweating after the beat down and looked at the whole class being a bunch of sweaty tired kids.

"And?" She asked, confused. "Can't you see him?" She pointed at him, and they looked at her then at him, who was looked at everyone bewildered.

She shook her head.

"Whatever. Get in class, everyone." She handed a bottle of water to Naruto, like she had everyone and nudged him back to class.

Back in class, everyone just dropped down like they were planning to sleep.

"You can start eating if you want, but I want you to pay attention to my trivia." The kids who had them, brought out their lunches with delight. Some sharing with other kids. Naruto was alone.

"So! History trivia! Does anyone know about the Fallen Clan?" The pinkette raised her hand and spoke.

"Is that the Lost Clan that's told in our history books?" She smiled approvingly at the girl.

"That's right."

"It's not mentioned much in the books. All it says is that in the Second War an allied clan since the Warring Era, fell to the other countries." She wondered why it was cut out so much. Probably because all the members were presumed dead.

Then she smiled, her next words would definitely capture attention.

"It was once known as the Uzumaki clan." The clan kids stopped. Even most of the civilians stopped. Naruto looked up with wide wide eyes.

"Wait, a clan?" the Nara asked. I smirked.

"Yes. It wasn't just a Village. It was made of only one clan, set not far from the shores of the mainland. They gathered on the island and focused on sealing like we focus on ninja arts. Their sealing was so legendary that the First Hokage brought in their foremost sealer at that time, and married her. Her name was Uzumaki Mito." She found she had captured everyone's attention by then. The call of Hokage really was strong.

"The Uzumaki Clan was almost fully lost, aside from a very few survivors scattered across the nations. No one knows where many of the survivors still remain." She spoke as if she was weaving a haunted tale. "But," she said with a smile, but not really ruining the atmosphere, adding a mysterious tinge, "maybe one of you will find some of the survivors of the Lost Clan and bring them back home, to their sister Village that still stands till this date."

She turned around and pointed to her back.

"Does anyone recognize this symbol?" There was many many more glances at Naruto then. He always had that symbol on his clothes, they realized.

Just like every clan inside Konoha, they looked at him wide-eyed.

Naruto was looking at her mouth agape, his eyes round.

"Th-That's the symbol of the Uzumaki clan?"

"Uzushiogakure, the Village hidden in the Whirlpool." She agreed and finished.

There was a haunted silence.

"Class is finished."

Naruto shot out of class like there was a fire, and the class burst into loud whispers.

She just smirked and walked out.