Once a Wizard, Always a Shinobi Ch 5
Rating:: M (to be safe)
Warnings:: Slash/shounen ai (maybe YAOI), Het, blood and stuff, non-con (though I'll warn you so you can skip), mentions of underage (I guess) HarryOC (OC dies so don’t get in a twist) HarryHaku
Diclaimer:: Does it look like I’m rich with a world wide fan base? No? Then doesn’t that say something?
The snow melted into spring, and spring bloomed into summer bringing with it Shura’s sixth birthday and the start of Konoha’s Shinobi Academy. Starting at six meant he would be a year younger than everyone else, but Shura didn’t mind that as he was really only focusing on the fact that he would be able to study with Koishi properly now.
An energy that was almost impossible to suppress had possessed him for the last few weeks. Koishi had been careful to keep him from using to much chakra in his excitement, but the only thing that could put a damper on it was the prospect of having to go shopping with his sister and aunt.
He enjoyed getting new things, just as any other child did, but those two were very scary when given free reign over things like clothing. Fortunately for Shura, but not Koishi, the green eyed Inuzuka had managed to convince Koishi come on this trip with him.
It was tradition for an Inuzuka to get a new wardrobe the day before they started at the academy. That was why both boys found themselves lugging around numerous bags, more for Koishi, while the girls only carried three or four. They’d said this would be the last store though, so he was hopeful there wouldn’t be to many more bags.
Everything they were carrying was dumped next to a bench and the two girls took off to find more clothing for Shura. Koishi let out a little sigh, drawing tired green eyes to himself. “I’m sorry about this Koishi. I didn’t think we’d be going to so many shops or I wouldn’t have asked you to come.”
Red eyes shifted a little to peek at Shura through dark sunglasses. “It’s fine Shura, you didn’t twist my arm and blackmail me so You aren’t to blame for my being tired.” No, but he’d pulled out the puppy eyes, quivering lip, big tears, and pitiful sniffle. That was as good as blackmailing him.
Shura didn’t get a chance to answer as clothing was suddenly thrust into arms and he was ushered into a changing room. “Don’t come out until you’ve tried on every last piece of clothing little nephew!” The threat was barely hidden.
Grumbling about bossy aunts and annoying sisters, Shura set to work sorting out the things he didn’t even want to try on. It would be a waste of time if he put on the bright purple leotard they’d found after all. He didn’t want to be like that freaky Gai boy who ran around the training grounds some times.
Someone cleared their throat and Shura whirled around, hands already forming the seals for Kamikizu Doku o Ireru (poisoning by dog bite). The sight that met him didn’t relax him much, though it did make him stop forming seals before he could make the last one. “Inuzuka Shurachi-san, correct?”
A nod and Doku’s quiet growl were the person’s answer. “I’m Hatake Kakashi, Hokage-sensei has instructed me to watch you and determine if you are a threat to Konoha. Since you are being allowed to attend the academy you should already know that you have been accepted. It’s just common courtesy in this village to let a new member know who was watching them, and that they were being watched. Congratulations on starting the academy early.”
Green eyes remained wide, even after Kakashi had vanished in a puff of smoke. That was a little disconcerting, finding out that he’d been followed for so long without noticing. Doku’s small whimper drew him out of his stupor and the Inuzuka stroked his puppy to calm him down. He had to finish sorting through the clothes, then try them on.
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Shura’s first day at the Academy started out okay, if a little boring. He was told what was expected of them, told what the curriculum would be, then let out for lunch. He spent lunch with Koishi, Akira, and Hana since he didn’t really know many children his own age and enjoyed the fact that Kabuto was absent for his first day. That kid creeped him out big time.
The interesting stuff started when they actually began a lesson after lunch. They were supposed to explain, in three or more sentences, what we thought the chakra system was. He drew a diagram, wrote out three paragraphs, and even gave his theories on how chakra reserves could slowly be expanded to accommodate larger amounts.
To say the teacher was flabbergasted would have been an understatement.
The next day wasn’t much different, save for the lesson in the morning and the reappearance of Kabuto. Shura once again explained, in detail, why hand seals needed to be memorized before any chakra was added to a jutsu. Again the teacher was shocked stupid. She’d heard that Inuzuka Shurachi was a genius for his young age, but She’d never thought he was this smart!
Three months into the school year it became obvious to her that Shurachi was not learning anything. He didn’t pay attention in class, spent most of his time folding papers into little fans actually, and still managed to write genin level explanations for everything. This was when she decided to contact the principal.
Shurachi ran out of his house, giggling madly, and tried to beat Tenri to the mailbox at the front of their property. He didn’t make it, but he was the one with thumbs so he got the mail out. The two letters addressed to Hana-neechan were handed over to Tenri, who rushed off to deliver them to her human.
Several bills, a letter from Koishi even though they saw each other everyday, and a letter from the Academy to his parents. Shura tucked the letter from Koishi into his pocket with a sleeping Doku and brought the rest to his mother.
She smiled down at him “Did you want to help me out some Shurachi?” Little Shura nodded and Tsume pulled the mini apron she’d bought for him out of the cupboard it was stashed in and handed it over.
Small fingers tied the strings and checked the pockets before Shura dragged a stool over and looked expectantly at his mother. Tsume laughed lightly at the eager expression “Just cut this squash into even slices and then start making the salad Shura-chan. I’m going to see what we got in the mail then I’ll check the noodles.”
A knife was picked up and he started carefully cutting the yellow squash in front of him. Tsume, meanwhile, opened the letter from the school and scanned the contents, then went back and read through them carefully.
Dear Inuzuka-san,
It has come to the attention of Kakurei-sensei that your son, Inuzuka Shurachi, already has the material for the first year of schooling down as well as any genin. It is my opinion that Shurachi should skip ahead one grade for the rest of the school year starting after Christmas break.
If this is acceptable to you, we request that Shurachi be brought into school on December 12 for proper testing and paperwork. By the end of the year we will test him again to see which grade he should be put in.
Sincerely,
Inuzuka Kaneko
Tsume glanced at her humming son. He really was a smart boy, but she hadn’t thought he was so smart as to skip a grade when he’d already started school early! She would have to show her husband once he got home, they would decide this together.
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I see no love for the Harry Potter characters. Poor twins, I was hoping for some sort of kinky threesome. XD I suppose that will have to be a one-shot now!
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