Mission:

Hotaru had taken a mission from the Kazekage's secretary early in the morning. The sun had been out for a bit and the academy had been an hour in session. It was an odd thing entering the academy after so many years. It made him remember his days at the orphanage and eventual his graduation from the academy. His caretaker,Granny Yuki.Granny was a plump old woman, filled with love, compassion, and caring. She had been the Owner and Head mistress for the orphanage for seventy years, she had practically devoted her life to urchins like himself. From the stories the other employees told him, Granny had inherited the Orphanage after her mother and grandmother previously owned it. He still visited the orphanage at least once a week to say hello to Granny and the old and new orphans that  populated it. They all seemed to light up as soon as one of their own had come in brandishing a headband. It felt.....nice.

Hotaru arrived at the academy and opened the door to the lobby which busy teachers and faculty scurried about. Like cogs in the machine they where always efficient. Most of the faculty where made up of ninja, teachers, the principle, and even the nurse were ninja he had seen around Sunagakure once or twice. After speaking to the secretary and signing in, he took a walk to the class of the student he was supposed to recover.

The room was the first door to the left of the lobby, a second year room. Once Hotaru slid the door open at least thirty pairs of eyes turned to stare at him, their little eyes not unlike his at that age. The teacher, who was at the podium teaching them about The Sunagakure and Konohagakure war, turned to meet his eyes."Students", he addressed the class. "Get the worksheet done and we'll continue our lesson momentarily" The children faced their desk and began writing, thirty or so pencils scribbled words on the paper they had been given, some put their head down in defeat. Others where already done, geniuses of the class, the "Hotaru" of the class.

"Hotaru, correct? You're the genin thats here to escort Hirohito back to class eh?"
"That would be me, yes. Care to give me a description of the child?" Hotaru said.
The teacher held up a face shot used in the students ninja ID. The child had a rounded face, skinny with small ears. Brown shoulder length hair with matching slender eyebrows. His nose was a bit longer, not unusually so.
Hotaru took the photo and put it in his hip pouch for later. "Please return him as quickly as possible, he is to serve a full weeks detention. We've talked to his mother and found out he likes to hang around the allys in the village square." With a nod, Hotaru took his leave and began his walk to the village square.

Arriving at the square Hotaru could see a number of villagers, a handful of non-ninja children; mostly accompanied by their parents. He began to look into the surrounding allys. Most where vacant with the exception of a vagrant or two. Hotaru decided it couldn't hurt, so he asked the man if he knew a Hirohito and showed him the face shot. "Yeah, that little bastard's been hanging around here messing with the lot of us. I saw him go through that ally over there" The vagrant pointed with a bony finger." My thanks," with that Hotaru was off at a brisk pace.

Turning into the alley, he could see what the vagrant was talking about. The student was taking the belongings of the vagrant, hat, shirt, what little ryo he had. With a snap of his fingers, Hotaru unleashed his magnetite sand, wrapping it around the child. Binding his arms at his sides and lifting him harmlessly up. Hotaru lifted hit towards himself, their faces only inches apart. "Hirohito, i've come to take you back to the academy. Certain things can happen to truant students out here in the village..." Another part of his sand reared up like a cobra and circled around the students face."and no one would ever know about it." Handing the vagrant back his belongings and a bit of ryo, Hotaru carried the student, crying, back to the academy.

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