《Hatake Pride》Part XIV
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~Kashin~
"Now, let's head outside, we're going to start by evaluating everyone's skill level, try and see where you all stand," Shino-sensei said.
Everyone stood, talking with each other as they made their way outside.
"Hey! Kashin, wait up!" I heard.
I stopped walking, turning to see a blonde boy with a big grin on his face runup to me.
"Yes?" I stared at him with a plain expression.
"My name's Boruto Uzumaki you know! It's nice to meet ya!" He beamed, extending his hand out to me.
I looked at his hand, looking up at his chest to listen to his heart before looking at his face.
"Right," I dismiss before turning and walking away.
"Huh?" I heard him say.
I know that was rude, but the less attached people be to me the better, children aren't the kind of threats I'm used to, they aren't even threats at all, they are children, but I still don't trust myself around them.
Outside, Shino-sensei had sent us through an obstacle course to test our speed and skill. I looked over the course, watching the other students run it.
'Should I give it my best? Maybe I shouldn't. If I'm not at the top of the class maybe everyone else will leave me alone.' I think.
"Kashin Hatake," Sensei called.
"Hey good luck man," Boruto patted my shoulder.
I grabbed his hand, turning and holding it in an iron grip as I glared daggers at him.
"H~hey, that hurts," He said.
I widened my eyes, letting go of him and stepping back. He and his two friends watched me, they looked very shocked. I turned away, heading to the start of the course and taking a breath.
"You may begin," Sensei called.
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I pushed off, running at about half my full speed, dropping and sliding under an obstacle, swiftly standing and continuing. I did a cartwheel, front-flipping before jumping and spinning over the climbing wall in a similar way to Boruto. Landing, I pushed off again, running for the next obstacle and skidding, touching my hand to the ground before zig-zagging through perfectly and skidding to a stop just past Shino-sensei.
"Ok Kashin, well done," Shino-sensei scribbled down on his notes.
"Ok, we're all done now, we're measured everyone's basic skill level. Tomorrow we'll begin really practice with the data we've gathered," He added.
"Right," The class answered.
"Not bad Kashin, you came 5th right after Sarada," A short dark head boy with classes and a computer said to me.
"Sarada?" I asked him.
"Yeah, Sarada Uchiha, the dark head girl with the red glasses," He pointed back to a young girl talking with a chubby girl.
"Uchiha?" I looked over her.
"I thought they were all gone..." I mumbled to myself before looking down at the young boy then walking away.
Lunch was next, and I was sitting on the roof of one of the many classrooms. I had my knees to my chest and my arms wrapped around them, my chin resting on my knees.
'Haaaaaaaaaa, this is a lot harder than I thought it'd be,' I sigh to myself.
"Just shut up!"
I lifted my head, looking down at the open classroom window below me.
"Weaklings don't get to talk,"
I stood, grabbing the wall and sliding down before stepping to sit on the open window. Inside was my new class, and all the learners standing watching a fight that seemed to be going on between Boruto Uzumaki and a taller boy with a staff and head wrap. I watched him lecture the students about Lord Naruto's history before the short brunette boy that showed me my skill scores told him off.
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"Boruto's not like that at all! You don't know anythin~" He was cut off when the taller boy grabbed his collar.
"Some brave words you've got there. But still, you only get to speak to me like that after you defeat me!" The tall boy growled.
"Eh?" He paused.
The short brunette was suddenly sitting on the floor and I was standing in front of him and Boruto with my hands in my pockets and my bangs covering my face.
"Cut it out..." I lifted my head.
"Jerk," I added glaring at him.
"Grrr, who the hell are you!?" He hissed swinging his staff at me.
I pulled a hand from my pocket, grabbing the staff, and halting its movements.
"I'm new, and I don't talk much, but I make exceptions, especially when it comes to bullies like you." I push the staff and him away.
"What did you say!?" He growled.
"People who think they're better than everyone else. What give's you the right to judge someone's character based on their family?" I sneer.
"I haven't been here long, and I don't know anyone very well yet, but I already can tell, they are all much smarter than you..." I say.
"Grrr!"
"You think fighting's the answer, then you know nothing," I hiss.
"Heh, don't worry about it Kashin, if he wants a fight, I'll give him one," Boruto grinned.
I looked back at him, looking over him before putting my hand back in my pockets and walking to the door.
"Very well," I look at the two.
So we ended up in the exercise hall after that, Boruto and 'Ewabe' in the rink while the rest of the class watched from the gallery.
"I still don't think encouraging them was a good idea," Sarada, who found her way next to me said to me.
"I didn't but do you really think I could have stopped them either way?" I didn't look at her.
I felt her eyes on me as she looked at me, but she didn't say anything else, turning her attention back to the about to start- fight.
'Boruto Uzumaki... why is he doing this? What is he trying to prove? He's nothing like his Father, we can see that, so why is he getting so worked up? I mean, picking fights is easy when someone picks on you, but come on, we both started school today and he's already looking to get kicked out again.'
"Everyone listen up! This is a Ninjutsu battle! We'll be fighting according to Academy rules! So I won't use my weapon, you'd die if I did anyway," Ewabe smirked at Boruto.
'Oh good lord.' I sighed.
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