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ZidanCitizen
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Zidan's classes
Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:11 am
In class
The teacher was going through the absence list "Zidan? Zidan Naito?" Nobody gave an answer. When suddenly somebody rushed through the door and felt over his own feet."Urg... I'm here" he said lying on the floor. Everyone started to laugh at him. Zidan hated it when they laugh. He silently walked to his desk.
"Hey, why so late?" one of his classmates whispered in his ear. "Why do you want to know?" Zidan answered. When Zidan was talking, the teacher saw it and looked him straight in the eye. "Zidan! Stop talking! You already came late!" the teacher shouted. "But i didn't start talking..."
"Doesn't matter!"
The boy behind him started smirking. It's all his fault. Stupid kid...
"Now can we finally begin the lesson?" So the teacher began to talk.
Zidan listened as his teacher explained to him and the rest of the class how Ninjutsu worked, such as the easily learned transformation jutsu and substitution jutsu. Zidan listened as carefully as he could to understand it. Unfortunately, the kids behind and infront of him were talking. Luckly for him the teacher noticed and gave them a warning. Now Zidan could finally listen, but it was to late the teacher talked fast to fast for his liking. If he would ask if his Sensei would slow down he would just be yelled at, so he remained silent. After a while trying to figure out how late it was the bell rang.
Zidan jumped of his seat and walked out of the door. The class was terribly boring, but luckily they had a break now. Zidan made his way to his favorite spot and sat down. He took out a book and started reading. The bell rang again twice this time annoucing to go back inside.
This period he had to spar against those little kids. For him it just was too easy. He wanted to spar with the teacher, but no he had to do it with those dwarfs. "Zidan, step forward." his Sensei said. "Yes, sir?" he responded. "You will be sparring with me this period. Now everyone else find a partner and START!" Zidan grinned at the thought of beating the teacher. "What's so funny, Naito?" the teacher asked. "Oh nothing... Just thinking of something not important." he lied. "Anyhow, i won't go hard on you because you're still-" A punch in his guts made his teacher squeel. "You said start didn't so why were you talking?" "I like you, kid." Now they started for real.
Zidan was good at sparring. He heard someone shout "Dodge!" Zidan was suprided that everyone was shouting for him. Being distracted by the people around him, he forgot to dogde. The punch hit his chest quite hard. Zidan's instict took over as he jumped backward for the second punch. Apparently his insticts were very advanced so he gave his Sensei a big kick that puched his and his teachers body away. After that kick Zidan knew that his teacher was holding back. That feeling made him dissapionted.
"Wow Zidan! You became stronger as always! Haha!" his teacher smiled "Now switch partners!" Zidan was partnered with the bully of the class. He saw a big oppertunity to kick his ass and for a change make fun of him. "Start!" The bully started sprinting directly at him. Zidan did the same, but when a few centimetres remained between them Zidan jumped. When he felt the ground back under his feet he started to sprint at his partner, charging him in the back. The bully fell on the ground, but soon got back up. "Is that all, emo kid?" making fun of him. Zidan clenched his fists. Now it's enough... He looked up at the ceilling. Not noticing the frontal attack. Without knowing Zidan flew against the wall, still watching the ceilling. Then he looked emotionless at his enemy. "Hey! Freak! Why aren't you moving! Scared maybe? Haha!" again he was making fun of Zidan. Zidan stood up. Not giving in. He clenched his fists again. Zidan made his way to him. Slowly walking up to him. At a metre or 3 away from him, he started spirting. His clenched fist made a way up to his enemy's jaw. "That's enough, you two! This is only practice! Not a real fight! Now go to the nurse to heal your wounds!" the teacher shouted. "Not necessery..." Zidan said. The bell rang.
The teacher was going through the absence list "Zidan? Zidan Naito?" Nobody gave an answer. When suddenly somebody rushed through the door and felt over his own feet."Urg... I'm here" he said lying on the floor. Everyone started to laugh at him. Zidan hated it when they laugh. He silently walked to his desk.
"Hey, why so late?" one of his classmates whispered in his ear. "Why do you want to know?" Zidan answered. When Zidan was talking, the teacher saw it and looked him straight in the eye. "Zidan! Stop talking! You already came late!" the teacher shouted. "But i didn't start talking..."
"Doesn't matter!"
The boy behind him started smirking. It's all his fault. Stupid kid...
"Now can we finally begin the lesson?" So the teacher began to talk.
Zidan listened as his teacher explained to him and the rest of the class how Ninjutsu worked, such as the easily learned transformation jutsu and substitution jutsu. Zidan listened as carefully as he could to understand it. Unfortunately, the kids behind and infront of him were talking. Luckly for him the teacher noticed and gave them a warning. Now Zidan could finally listen, but it was to late the teacher talked fast to fast for his liking. If he would ask if his Sensei would slow down he would just be yelled at, so he remained silent. After a while trying to figure out how late it was the bell rang.
Zidan jumped of his seat and walked out of the door. The class was terribly boring, but luckily they had a break now. Zidan made his way to his favorite spot and sat down. He took out a book and started reading. The bell rang again twice this time annoucing to go back inside.
This period he had to spar against those little kids. For him it just was too easy. He wanted to spar with the teacher, but no he had to do it with those dwarfs. "Zidan, step forward." his Sensei said. "Yes, sir?" he responded. "You will be sparring with me this period. Now everyone else find a partner and START!" Zidan grinned at the thought of beating the teacher. "What's so funny, Naito?" the teacher asked. "Oh nothing... Just thinking of something not important." he lied. "Anyhow, i won't go hard on you because you're still-" A punch in his guts made his teacher squeel. "You said start didn't so why were you talking?" "I like you, kid." Now they started for real.
Zidan was good at sparring. He heard someone shout "Dodge!" Zidan was suprided that everyone was shouting for him. Being distracted by the people around him, he forgot to dogde. The punch hit his chest quite hard. Zidan's instict took over as he jumped backward for the second punch. Apparently his insticts were very advanced so he gave his Sensei a big kick that puched his and his teachers body away. After that kick Zidan knew that his teacher was holding back. That feeling made him dissapionted.
"Wow Zidan! You became stronger as always! Haha!" his teacher smiled "Now switch partners!" Zidan was partnered with the bully of the class. He saw a big oppertunity to kick his ass and for a change make fun of him. "Start!" The bully started sprinting directly at him. Zidan did the same, but when a few centimetres remained between them Zidan jumped. When he felt the ground back under his feet he started to sprint at his partner, charging him in the back. The bully fell on the ground, but soon got back up. "Is that all, emo kid?" making fun of him. Zidan clenched his fists. Now it's enough... He looked up at the ceilling. Not noticing the frontal attack. Without knowing Zidan flew against the wall, still watching the ceilling. Then he looked emotionless at his enemy. "Hey! Freak! Why aren't you moving! Scared maybe? Haha!" again he was making fun of Zidan. Zidan stood up. Not giving in. He clenched his fists again. Zidan made his way to him. Slowly walking up to him. At a metre or 3 away from him, he started spirting. His clenched fist made a way up to his enemy's jaw. "That's enough, you two! This is only practice! Not a real fight! Now go to the nurse to heal your wounds!" the teacher shouted. "Not necessery..." Zidan said. The bell rang.
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