Iruka couldn’t comprehend the reason behind his assignment as the homeroom teacher of class 1-A. There were a hundred and one more appropriate teachers for that class. Not to mention that he didn’t want to do it. In there is Naruto Uzumaki the Konoha's jinchuriki. The vessel of his parent’s murderer.
Taking a deep breath to calm his raging emotions, Iruka continued walking through the corridor towards class 1-A. He had read the report about his old team member Misuki getting pranked badly. Due to this he has his guard up. The first thing he noticed is that the classroom’s door is slightly open. Looking up he saw the eraser waiting up there.
‘These kids think I will fall for the same prank as Misuki? Not a chance.’ With those thoughts in mind Iruka opened the door quickly dodgine the eraser and rolling forward with a kunai in hand. He was prepared to deal with anything that could happen. However, that was the problem.
A seconds ticked by Iruka remained still, waiting for something to happen. After almost half a minute the silence was finally broken by a cheeky voice.
“Sensei? Is this part of the class? A lesson on how to become a statue or something?” No sooner had Tomoka finished speaking than the rest of the kids burst into laughter. It had been too funny seeing their teacher overreact to such a simple prank. At that moment Naruto understood Tomoka’s words.
“Sorry for doubting you Tomoka-sensei” Narutos words were solem… or would be if there wasn’t that tinge of playfulness in his tone.
“You still have a lot to learn, my student” Responded Tomoka while caressing her imaginary wise-old-man beard. A moment later both began laughing.
“Alright, That’s enough. My name is Iruka Umino and I will be your classroom teacher for the next four years.” Iruka’s mood was a little sour after making a fool of himself but there was nothing he could do about it.
“Since today is my first day as your teacher, we will be conducting introductions as well as a test.” As soon as the word test left Iruka’s mouth groans could be heard throughout the entire class room. As he intended to continue, a pink haired kid raised her hand to which he responded by allowing her to speak.
“Sensei, a test this early is unfair as class has just started and no new information has been taught.” At that Iruka couldn’t help but smile.
“Don’t worry, the test won’t have any grading. It is just to see where each one of you stands so I can teach you efficiently. The test will consist of simple things like bukijutsu, taijutsu and ninjutsu.But first, introductions” Having said that, Iruka began calling names so they would introduce themselves.
Soon enough the names of the main cast began being called. Not much changed except for the three that had already interacted with Tomoka. First was Hinata.
“My name is Hinata Hyuga, and my dream is to become a respectable and powerful kunoichi that can protect her family and friends.” That’s right, little Hinata didn’t stutter. This outcome due to her resolution. Tomoka had warned her that something like introductions would happen and so she had prepared for it. She had rehearsed these same words over and over again in front of her mirror until they were engraved in her heart and mind.
Next came our lovable Naruto who with a wide green shouted “My name is Naruto Uzumaki and I will become the greatest ninja ever! Believe it” At that last part Tomoka couldn’t help but groan, he might be better than his anime version but the ticks were still there. No matter what she tried she couldn’t get them out of his speech pattern.
Afterwards came Nozomi who’s gaze was firm as steel “I am Nozomi Uchiha. My goal is to become powerful. I want to be strong enough to disregard the orders of my clan and leave in whichever way I please.” As she finished, a small snort could be heard from the other Uchiha in the room.
For little Sasuke, Nozomi’s dream is simply impossible and stupid. Even more so in her case. As the clan heir he looked down on the Uchiha failure known as Nozomi. In his mind her using his clan name was akin to an insult.
Finally, last but certainly not least Tomoka “My name is Tomoka Fushi but please call me just Tomoka. My dream is simple, I want to do what I want, live how I want, and enjoy my life how I want.” With that she sat down. Normally Tomoka wouldn’t give her last name as it gave her mixed feelings.
Fushi, Written With the kanji for unlucky and death. Fitting isn’t it? Not to mention that the word itself means immortal. As someone who escaped death once the title also fits. It’s as if this very surname was made for her.
minimi22
So, you know my dogo right? well, HOLLY FUCKING SHIT HER FARTS ARE TOXIC! I was writing just chilling and then I get to smell one of her farts since she is sleeping bellow my desk and DAMN was it putrid. Anyway, just wanted to rant a bit, have a nice day.