1 Teacher's Pet [Mission/Private] Wed Apr 16, 2014 12:27 am
Motoichi
D-rank
Flashback
The freshly mopped hallways, the rich smell of varnished floorboards and the sounds of children all talking at once. It had only been a year since Motoichi had returned to the Academy, an unwanted visit but this time he was getting paid to go. His left hand would drag along the wall as he walked to the designated class he was assigned to. Walking along he couldn't help but peer through some classroom windows spotting the a few that were one and two years below him. It was a built in sense of rivalry which caught Motoichi in an awkward position.
Arriving in front of the classroom his hands would reach for the food and slide it open, revealing a class of 15 children all seated and a teacher standing in front of a blackboard. "So class, this herb found in Kirigakure is highly poisonous so remember not to mistake the Tyki Plant with the Zylo." The teacher's lecture would be interrupted by Motoichi's late arrival.
"Ahh class, I have an errand to do so Motoichi here will be showing you how you will advance after your graduation at academy." And with that the teacher would raise his right hand to his face before making the hand sign of the rat and disappearing in a cloud of smoke.
Motoichi would walk in while looking at the group in front of him, recognizing some faces in front of him and making his way in front of the blackboard. He'd smile, placing his hands on the desk in front of him. "My name is Motoichi Mitarashi. Some of you might remember me from a year ago seeing me in this exact academy, or you might've seen me around the village." His attention would be brought to the individuals at the back of the class room. "Either way, the fact is that I'm here to teach you. In order to do so, I first want to see what you guys can do. Ninja skills are based on hiding what you can do and hiding the weaknesses to a particular jutsu. Just remember there is a weakness to every jutsu." A sweat drop would slide down the side of his face as he turned to the side to the direction of the window. To be sweating in front of the students, it wasn't becoming of a genin. "Now follow me, keep up."
Motoichi grinned before leaping through the window and sprint across the oval garden outside. He had crossed 20 meters before he looked back to see all 15 children run behind him. "Good, you guys are quick. Now tell me, what element can counter water?" It was only a split second till a child yelled out "Earth! That is if it's at least one rank lower. It can also be anything higher than the specified jutsu, of course." Motoichi would smile. "Correct! Okay, show me what you got."
Motoichi's smile ended as he came to a sudden stop, his eyes would venture, panning through the group of children. "Show me your shadow clones." The kids would stop only to yell out together. "OSU! BUNSHIN NO JUTSU!" A cloud of smoke would erupt from the group only to see double of each shinobi. "Very nice, very nice." Motoichi would begin clapping with recognition of their talents.
After seeing the skills of the kids, he dusted off his hands before forming a few hand seals himself. He stepped forward to one of the closer students in the class, placing his foot in their shadow. "Kagebōshi no Jutsu!"
Motoichi slowly darkened into a black silhouette. His body still standing for a brief moment before the class. Then, as the class was already agape, his body began to melt. His features slowly turning to mush before their eyes until he was a dark puddle on the ground. That puddle then moved, became almost two dimensional on the ground as it sunk into the form of the student's shadow. The student jumped up from his seat in shock, lifting his feet up in an attempt to keep himself from touching his own shadow. Hiding in the shadow, Motoichi couldn't help but laugh, causing him to reform back to himself again and dissolving the jutsu.
"So can anyone tell me what I just did?" The class would sit their silently before he spoke out again. "It's alright, it's a hard one. I used a jutsu that makes my body as flat as possible and darkens my appearance, allowing me to slip under another's shadow." He paused for a moment, letting that sink in to their brains. "Okay, let's run back to be ready for your teacher." And with that note the class would arrive on time back to their classroom just for their teacher to walk in.
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