Fuyuki groaned as the sunlight pierced through the transparent glass of his hotel window, shining directly onto his face. Why did mornings have to be so early in the morning? Surely he could get a few more minutes of sleep? With that thought in mind, Fuyuki threw the covers over himself, turning so he faced away from the oncoming sun, and tried to go back to sleep, relishing in the softness and comfort of the luxurious hotel facilities.
It was at that moment that his alarm decided to ring, blaring loudly from its position on the bedside table. Fuyuki shifted a little underneath the covers, trying to block out the sound however possible, before his ninja instincts took over and he threw the covers aside and slammed one foot into the alarm clock. Said alarm clock went flying in bits and pieces of gears and screws, never to ring again, though several croaked rings did manage to escape the now deceased alarm clock's corpse before they died off permanently.
Fuyuki lay in bed, particularly grouchy over having been woken up so early in the morning. Where was he? Last he remembered, his bed in the Hokage's apartment was nowhere near this comfy, nor were the mornings so disastrously hot, for that matter, even with the air-conditioning on. Wait, he was on a mission, wasn't he? One that took him out of the village, for a very, very important task for the Hokage himself. Said mission would determine the future of not only Konohagakure or Kirigakure, but the shinobi continent as a whole... Wasn't it?
Then it clicked. He was in Suna. The Hokage wanted to request a meeting with the Kazekage, but due to urgent matters, even that meeting had to be postponed. With that in mind, the Hokage's team had little to do but lounge about in the city, training, doing missions, and relaxing, though the last option came in very small amounts. They were the Hokage's team, after all.
Fuyuki was stepping out of the washroom several minutes later, having just finished his morning routine, when a knock at his door caught his attention. He quickly wiped his face with his towel, drying off his hair and tossing the damp towel into the laundry basket, before answering the door.
Standing there was a man in his twenties wearing the Sunagakure Chunin flak jacket. His face wasn't all that memorable, with no distinct features to actually remember him by, but in his hand, gripped tightly, was a scroll with the Hokage's seal. Fuyuki instantly reached for it when it was presented, before turning around and closing the door with one foot, the Sand ninja already having retreated to wherever he came from.
He unraveled the scroll with tender hands, as if the parchment itself was treasure from beyond the rainbow. So far, in their stay in Sunagakure, there had been no word from their sensei, the Thirteenth Hokage, Mitsuhide Uzumaki. Upon their arrival in Sunagakure and his short stop by the Kazekage's office, he had left them with the advice to better themselves and to accomplish some missions for the village, if only to polish Konoha's name in Sunagakure's book. This was, in fact, the first order Fuyuki had received from the Hokage in quite a long time, so it came as quite a shock and surprise.
Was it finally time to speak to the Kazekage? The White Star of Konoha had already promised his students he would give them the opportunity to be by the Hokage's side during his meeting with the Kazekage, so as to prepare them for the world of politics in case any of them should take up the mantle of Hokage in the future, though Fuyuki was curious as to why he was being offered this, given he wasn't even a Konoha ninja by right.
No, he was a mere wandering ninja who had decided to settle in Konoha to honour his deceased parents' memories, and it was only by the kind word of the current Hokage himself that the boy had managed to secure a place in running to be one of Konoha's active ninja. Perhaps it spoke of the Hokage's trust in the boy that he would do great things for the village if he not only admitted him into the Hokage's squad, but also permitted him the chance to witness the meeting between two of the greatest ninja of the lands.
As Fuyuki unraveled the parchment, his eyes scanned its contents. While part of him was disappointed that there was no mention of meeting the Kazekage, since he was quite anxious to help Kirigakure against the Seven Bells clan, something their sensei had promised they would do following their return from Sunagakure, a part of him was also excited that they would be actually doing something. His sensei had called for a meeting of Team One, the Hokage's personal team, and Fuyuki would be damned if it weren't for something important.
He threw on his jacket, the deep blue contrasting the dull yellow perfectly, and strapped on his ninja holster, securing it to his right thigh with the aid of a roll of bandages, before he stepped out of his hotel room. He locked the door and pocketed the key before walking briskly out of the hotel and to the spot his sensei had designated on the letter sent.
At first, Fuyuki didn't see anyone, with many people already present in the Bazaar of Sunagakure even despite the early hour. However, his dutiful eyes finally found the distinct blond hair of his sensei and team mate, Reag, one who had earned his undying respect, unlike the remaining two students of his group.
Ah yes. Team One was made up of a bizarre group of people. The first member was Reag, a blonde like himself who had skills with a wire unparalleled by any. He had almost caught Fuyuki with both his wires and deadly genjutsu during their training session, and his creativity had gotten the young Kuroka's respect instantly. Another member of Team One, a white-haired boy by the name of Solo, however, was not as impressive. He had run into the fight headfirst, prioritising listening to his instincts and strategising accordingly, rather than following a distinct plan and making adjustments. That boy still had a ways to go in Fuyuki's book, but if the Hokage said he was okay, then the boy definitely had potential. The last member of Team One was another blonde, a boy by the name of Shizuo Uzumaki, a last-minute addition to their team. It made the normal four-man-cell unbalanced with the addition of the fifth member, but if the Hokage deemed him worthy, Fuyuki would not question his decision, nor the boy's abilities.
Fuyuki walked up to the duo, where Reag was already asking the Hokage a question.
“Pleased to see you today, Hokage-sensei. Are you going to teach us something cool today? Perhaps a new Jutsu?” Reag inquired.
Fuyuki just remained silent, stifling a yawn and turning to the Hokage, also curious to their day's activities.
Word Count: 1213
Training Ninjutsu [C to B] 321 + 1213 = 1534/3000