"I know you, alright. "Everyone knows the ANBU candidates get tested before everyone else, and anyone hearing the tail end of the ANBU challenge would automatically think of the three months of review before graduation, not half way through third year.
But I don't know enough about my clan's jutsus to keep either of us from experiencing that again.""Inoichi-kun? Slipping by the instructors had been something she played at often enough throughout the last two and a half years that it wasn't much of a trouble to begin with.Besides, why trip a well-hidden alarm when she could be behind the trap's range before it was even armed?Luck was with her, as the main sensei for their year had left for the day already. Fugaku and Chouza were informed later that same night so they wouldn't bring up any bad memories by accident.The end of the first academy year was dedicated to unlocking chakra coils in the clan-less students while the clan kids were set up with beginner chakra control exercises. And leave off the 'sama', chibi-chan. It continued in the same vein for a good few months until Natsumi finally got fed up with the high pitched noises made over half of So she told the boys with the most fangirls how to distract them.Hey, Inoichi had told her that getting possessive over her friends was normal. Tracking teams get either a support-orientated jōnin or a still active hunter-nin since tracking is easier than subduing captives. Even Fugaku had been skeptical when the possibility had been brought up. "You know…" All the first year academy students who hadn't noticed her yet stiffened at her sarcastic drawl, then whipped around to face her. The raven haired shinobi-in-training managed to fix his sneering mask. The girl who would apparently abandon her best friend's child to the orphanage and later the streets, while she played house with her husband and ignored how Naruto was the splitting image of Minato. Minato acquired an unusual expression as he studied the girl's fading expression of cynicism, but Natsumi figured she would be grilled about how she understood that much later that night at the orphanage. Staying power." Shikaku shrugged in a boneless way that caught the girl-woman's eye. "That was… "I made you feel the memories, too. But in the US Army, females had not been allowed combat roles. Not that being best in taijutsu in a group of eight or nine-year-old children was any great accomplishment to be boasted of, but Natsumi saw the intelligence in asking a sempai for help instead of trying to do it all alone and possibly screw something major up.
The blond leaned forward, intent on proving it either way with his clan skills. There are some people that can't even bring themselves to harm the local There was an almost wordless inhale of comprehension from the others. "Just because you have no talent in any really practical skills doesn't mean you should sink to toddler-level insults.
It gave her a bit of an asymmetrical look from a distance, as if her blue eye was smaller than the other. "He waved a hand in the air as if to dismiss her words. She shrugged, waving one hand to indicate the small stretch of yard behind her where she had been working out before the other child had interrupted her. Quietly, of course. Pre-mornings with Squirrel-san, taijutsu 'n reflexes. Something the girl herself would freely admit to.
Clan kids normally made up the top ranks of all academy years, simply because they had extra training and mentoring.
Déjà Vu! Would saving her little blond kouhai and his soon-to-be wife get the littler gaki killed later on down the line, or solve most of the problems before they became S-class threats to Konoha? Care to explain?" He then planted the back of his left hand, which was balled up into a fist into Naruto's face. Natsumi intended to learn enough to help her future Hokage find either another solution or not need to sacrifice his life at all, damn it. Hizashi tried almost as hard as Minato to include her, but had only half the succession rate the Namikaze kid did. "She flipped him off with a scowl, stubbornly ignoring her deathly pale and very concerned kouhai on her right as she sat down again to keep her knees from shaking. A few need some serious help getting their skills up to par for trainees, but no one else has Mesuji-chan's potential. "Natsumi did eventually write out the choppy, bastardized, military-style psychology she had been taught for Inoichi to all but devour in return for her 'therapy'. Then again, if one of the twins had been present, Natsumi was sure she wouldn't have been able to eavesdrop without difficulty. Almost fluid-like. "The flat reply had all the boys spinning around. True to what she thought, Inoichi was sitting in the desk closer to the window and spotted the kunoichi in question first out of the group still lingering in the classroom. "But consider the difficulty of convincing Hokage-sama that I wasn't a spy of some sort, given the war going on outside the gates. "Her fellow academy student blushed at her dry tone. Natsumi looked back to the red streak that was Kushina, admiring the shade of crimson the future jinchūriki's cheeks were turning. "Fugaku blanched, temporarily forgetting his Uchiha stoicism in light of the warning and the consequences it would have for him.