Song slowly rose from her slumber. It was early and it took her a moment of analyzing her surroundings in her tired state to realize what had woken her. He head set had become unplugged from the Stereo. The track from Mindless self indulgence was roaring from the speakers. It was probably a good thing she lived alone. The head phones must of come undone when she shifted in her sleep. Still it was early and she was up now. She sighed and rose from bed. The huge T shirt she wore to bed clinging to her down to her knee's. Modest really. She moved to the bathroom and found that one of the Dojo's servants had posted a mission for her to take. Typical of them to try and get her out into the world. She sighed and snatched it off the Mirror for some reading while she took her morning shit. Either way the track switched over to Marylnn Manson and she chuckled. Most people considered her a crude little girl and she didn't disagree in the slightest. She read the mission about teaching at the Academy while she took her duce before using the paper to wipe with. Well she might as well go and be productive.

Song quickly jumped Into the shower and washed up. The sun was rising as the hot water rushed down her body. Idly she checked her breasts to see if they had finally grown at all before growling in disappointment. It had been some time since she abused her power and her body had began growing again. Still it was a slow process. Either way she finished up and wrapped up into a towel Before wiping off the Mirror. Drying her hair before putting it up in a Pony tail. She glared at her own reflection while she brushed her teeth. Rinsing her mouth out before grimacing. She was heading to the Academy. Great, she would fit right in. She shrugs and slips into her clothes. Her knee length Shorts and her plaid Knee length Skirt with Leather boots that nearly reached up to her knee's. Her top was a shirt that tied in a knot in the back. the arms ripped off. Her gloves where just plain leather gloves. While her head band got tied around her neck. All in all she was pretty much set to head out. So she flicked off the Stereo and grabbed her Ipod and head phones before heading out the front gate of her families Dojo.

She began to move at an easy pace for her while she reached into her shorts pocket. Launching up to run on top of the stone fence she moved above the streets while she pulled her pack of smokes out of her pocket. Lighting one up in her mouth before she tosses the empty pack into a bush. It was an ongoing joke in her mind about the thought of catching cancer. It would be impossible to die from it but it would hurt like a bitch. She was sure of that. Either way she managed to finish her smoke right before she reached the Academy. Landing on top of the Fence. She knee-led down and pushed the smoke into the brick fence putting it out before launching up to the window of the class she would be assisting that day. Quietly balancing on the ledge she listened to the rowdy class for a moment as a Nervous looking teacher tried to get they're attention. She frowned and took out her head phones and pocketed them before pulling the window open and slipping in right next to the teacher. The older woman looked a little Startled.

"Hinode Song here to take over the class for the day."

She stated as if it was a chore for her to be there. Still she watched the older lady Nod. Her entrance had seemed to gain the attention of most of the class except for one kid in the back who looked like he had a give a crap attitude who kept talking like he didn't care the rest of the class was already just whispering like a Low Hum. Quietly Song reached over to the chalk Board and picked up the dry eraser. She smiled softly and turned hurling it at the kids head beaming him with it hard enough to knock him out of his chair. When he got back up the class was laughing hysterically and he was fuming red. He snarled out at her "you want some of this? I will kick yer ass."

Song raised an eye brow her eyes dark as coal as she smirked in a sinister way. "Oh? Will you really now big boy?" She said just loud enough to be heard. All eyes where on her now. She quietly reached down and picked up a pencil off the desk and placed it into the sharpener letting it whir to life and grind the pencils tip to a fine point. It was going to hurt less if it was sharper. She quietly pulled the pencil out and held it up as silence reigned down over the class room. Her eyes made contact with the boy staring defiantly at her. Before her smile broadened wickedly and her eyes widened in excitement. She took the Pencil and slammed it point first through her hand. Blood splashing across the desks in front of her. There was a gasp in the room as she struggled to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head from the pain. The teacher feinted and Song cleared her throat before ripping out the pencil looking to the class. Before she spoke over the dead silence.

"Pain and blood is what is in all your futures. As Ninja you will realize this in time. Just know if your going to pick fights be prepared to face down your opponent. They may be more then you can handle. A wound to any vital area's of your body is the end for you. So do not go into a situation unprepared. Class dismissed dip shits."

With that she watched the kids file out obediently not wanting to fight the crazy woman. Once the class was empty she let out a sigh of pleasure. the pain had felt so good. She took a rag and wiped her blood off the desk and took her leave. On her way out the teacher woke up long enough to see Song licking up her own blood from her now closed wound and the teacher feinted again.
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