First day (Open Training)

Wandering around the village after school, Minato was reminiscing about his first day at the Academy.
Seeing a couple of familiar faces but generally not a lot of students he actually knew.
And to make him feel even more out of place, he was the only one from the Uchiha Clan, so he was a bit nervous to feel left out.

The class started with meeting their teacher and a bit of introducing for those who didn't really know each other. So basically everything you'd expect from a first day at school.

Without even noticing, Minato had arrived at the Training Grounds. Since school was just out and a lot of people were at home, there wasn't anyone training.

Still having a bit of energy left and the thought of losing no time since he wanted to make it as a respected Uchiha Shinobi who is acknowledged bij everyone, Minato decided to put in a couple of rounds.

(WC: 158)

Almost completely out of breath and shaking on his legs, Minato noticed that it was getting dark.
He was feeling positive about his training session and felt that he was already improving. 
"Well, time to go home", he said to himself.

He had just enough energy left to almost drag himself home, finally arriving at the doorsteps.
Taking his shoes and dirty clothes off, he greeted his parents and saw that they looked rather worried.
"Where have you been Minato? Your father and I were very worried, not knowing where you were", his mother said.
Apologizing and explaining to them that he stayed at the Training Grounds to get some exercise in, his parents were happy that he was okay and that there was no reason for them to worry.
"Here, have something to eat so you can replenish your empty stomach, since you've been training very hard", his father said smiling at his son.
Itadakimasu, Minato said. It didn't take him very long to finish his plate as he was starving.
Completely drained he decided to go to bed because it's also important to get your rest.

Wondering about how his second day at the Academy would go, he slowly fell asleep.

(WC: 203, TWC: 361)

Minato woke up, still feeling sore from yesterday's training. Oh well, no pain no gain, he thought to himself.
After his usual morning routine, he packed his bag, said his goodbye to his parents and took off to the Academy.

Since he was still in the Academy, Minato often would get jealous when he saw the 3-man Genin squads with their Sensei.
It would make him more impatient to having a squad of his own.
Must be nice having teammates and a captain who you can go on missions with.

The weather was beautiful and Minato enjoyed feeling the sun on his skin.
Closing his eyes as he often does when he's enjoying the sun, he didn't notice the little person crossing his path making the two collide and bump into each other.

"Oh I'm so sorry", Minato apologized.
"I didn't see you there", he said but shortly after he recognized the little girl he bumped into.
It was Hikari-san.

"Oh, hello Hikari-san", he stuttered embarrassedly.

(WC: 166, TWC: 527)

It felt like day one ish. After nearly a year of hiatus, Kisuke had to make his comeback to the shinobi game. There were a couple of reasons such as being reinvigorated by the current and ongoing Chuunin exams within the village. The display of young prowess battling it out against one another, competing and trying to make it to the top reminded Kisuke of when he had to do the same. It made him want to do it again. Also, there was the fact the Uchiha blood ran through his veins. Unfortunately for him, that made him a warrior. His body was aching to get back into action and he had to abide by it. But most importantly, his quest for power was still alive and well. A deep, unsatiated hunger for more power had begun to brew within him and the more he hung around do nothing the more he craved it. The more it engulfed him. It was all he could think about, all he wanted. For with power he could achieve anything and no longer could other mold his world to their desire. With power, it would be him sculpting the structures and fabric of reality.

But the road to power was a long one, a treacherously long one. It was not an easy one for there were always others walking that same road, getting in your way. And there were always other's who were much further down that road than you, easily more capable of putting a stop to your journey. But that was life and Kisuke was determined to make it to the end of the road and win the race.

However today would not be a day on that road. The man who was suppose to be aiding him in his training was a busy man, apparently Deputy Kage now, he didnt know where the hell is bare footed Kaguya friend was and the rest of the village was so focused on the Chuunin exams and all the tourists from around the world that no one had time for him. So Kisuke figured he'd go get an early seat at the stadium and watch the fights himself, scout out some of the young talent. Making his way through the village, paying no attention to his surroundings as it was early in the morning and not many people were up yet, the Uchiha would reach into the pockets of the leather jacket he currently sported. From his right hand he pulled out a cigarette box, his left held a small silver lighter. With skilled finger's he single handily pulled out a fresh, long cigarette stick and popped open the cap of the lighter. Sticking the cylinder cigarette into his mouth and cupping his hands around the end sticking out caused Kisuke to temporarily block off his sigh of what was ahead of him. Due to this, while lighting his cigarette he unintentionally walked right into someone, pumping his left side into their left side.

The unexpected contact with Minato caused Kisuke to trip and stumble forward. Turning sideways as he did and would land hard on his right shoulder, causing him to lose his grasp on both his lighter and cigarette holder. The cigarette in his mouth flew out as well.  "Watch where the fuck you're going buddy." Grunted Kisuke in anger, fully aware that he was not looking at where he was going other. "What a waste of a good cigarette." He mumbled to himself as he pushed himself to his feet and picked his cigarette box and lighter off of the ground. Now standing at his full height, Kisuke would turn to completely face the stranger. "Hikari?" He thought. "Did you get a concussion or something? I'm not fucking Hikari, I'm Kisuke." Putting his belongings back into his jacket pockets, Kisuke readjusted his flaming red ponytail and asked "You alright bud, need to go to a hospital?"

After walking into each other, Minato noticed he was clearly mistaken. The person he thought he had ran into wasn't Hikari, but this angered man, with an expression almost as if he was out for blood.

"Apologies, I thought you were someone else." 

Noticing the other person's jacket, Minato figured that the former was a Chunin, probably going to watch the Chunin Exams being held in the village.

"My thoughts were somewhere else for a moment, which made me crash into you, my bad."
Feeling a bit of pain after their collusion, Minato was finally able to catch his breath.
"I'm okay, I'll just need to take a moment to catch my breath and maybe sit down for a while."

Wondering if his assumptions were right Minato decided to ask Kisuke what he was up to.
"So I assume you are going to have a look at the first round of the exams?"
He noticed that the stranger had calmed down and decided to introduce himself.

"I'm Minato by the way, nice to meet you."

(WC: 175, TWC: 702)

"You must have hit your heady pretty hard there pal." For this kid to have thought the crimson read headed Uchiha was presumably some girl named Hikari, he must have sustained a pretty big blow to the head on his fall. Perhaps Kisuke should cut him some slack. After all it was not entirely Minato's fault the two of them walked into each other. Kisuke was not looking where he was going either having his hands in his face and all. Come to think of it, he lost his cigarette his the scuffle. As the stranger was taking a moment to rest and get his wits about him, Kisuke would pull out his lighter and a fresh cigarette once more. Now making sure no one was around to crash into him, he would slip the stick into his mouth and light the end of it. Now calmed and relaxed, plunging his hands deep into his pockets while taking several fresh puffs, Kisuke's jet black eyes would fall upon the seated stranger for he had decided to make some small talk.

"Yeah, I was in a Chuunin tournament not too long ago myself." Kisuke's gaze would shift over to his right, cocking his head a little as a newcomer was making their presence known. "I wanted to see how the talent fared now compared to when I participated." He seemed to know the individual Kisuke crashed into, calling him by name. "Minato, thats an old fucking name." Mumbled Kisuke while balancing the cigarette perched at the edge of his lips. Removing the cigarette by placing it in between his right middle and index fingers, Kisuke would exhale the fumes from within his lungs away from the two before him as to not engulf them in second hand smoke. "Nah its nothing, we just bumped into each other. I wouldnt call that making friends." 

Kisuke's gaze would fall on Fukuro. Rolling his cigarette back and forth in between his fingers while holding it at waist level, Kisuke would respond. "An Uchiha hmmn. What are the odds? Is your cousin over here an Uchiha too?" Asked Kisuke, waving towards his seated cousin with the same hand that held his slowly dwindling cigarette. "Well my name's Kisuke... Kisuke Uchiha." Answered the Chuunin, letting the cousins know he shared the same blood has them. Slipping the cigarette back onto the edge of his lips, he would finally ask "What are you two fucker's up too? Did you just happen to run into each other or you're also heading to the Exam Stadium?"

Relieved to see the face of his cousin Fukuro and hearing his voice calling out for him, Minato started to calm down. The stranger going by the name Kisuke also started to relax a bit, which made the situation go from heated to cooling down.

His assumptions about the red-haired Kisuke were right, as he just confirmed he was indeed a Chūnin who in fact was in a Chūnin exam himself.

"Telling by your jacket I already assumed you were a Chūnin", Minato said as Fukuro finally came closer to join the two of them.
Minato was curious about what Kisuke his exam was like and decided to ask about it later.

A bigger surprise came when Kisuke claimed to share the same blood as Fukuro and Minato, to be an Uchiha as well. Who would've expect that there would be 3 Uchiha in the same place, at the same time?

"Yeah, as you said yourself, this is my cousin Uchiha Fukuro and as a matter of fact, I as well am an Uchiha."
"Uchiha Minato, named after one of the great heroes this village once had", Minato said proudly.

A bit embarassed that he was so proud of it considering he was still only an Academy Student, Minato looked at his cousin who was smiling for being so blunt about who he was.

Minato remembered that he had told Fukuro he was heading out and that they could meet if he wanted to. Not thinking about the fact that the Chūnin exams would start, he now figured they could kill two birds with one stone. They could meet up and check out the exams.

"Well, the plan was to meet up and maybe train for a bit, but now that the exams are about to start we were planning on checking it out, to see what the atmosphere is like", Minato said to Kisuke.

"Think us 3 Uchiha should go together?", he asked with a little smile while watching at Fukuro and Kisuke.

(WC: 334, TWC: 1036)

His presumption turned out to be correct as Minato confirmed that he too was an Uchiha. He seemed to take pride in the fact that he was named after the Fourth Hokage, who's worn down head still hung high about the village alongside the rest of its former leaders. However he should have more pride in the fact that he was an Uchiha for the blood than ran through his veins was a gift, one not to be squandered as Kisuke had done. Uchiha were born warriors, naturally gifted in the art of combat. Yet Kisuke wasted away the last year of his life doing nothing, watching as both his village and clan fell from the pedestal they once sat upon. It was about time things changed.

Kisuke's nonchalant gaze fell upon Fukuro as he repeated his name, probably trying to figure out if he knew him or had met him before. Kisuke knew fairly well he had never met Fukuro and it was highly unlikely that they were directly related for the only family Kisuke had left was his younger brother, or at least the family he knew about. Then he saw Fukuro's gaze move up to his red hair, tied back into a spiked ponytail. "This isnt my natural hair color. I've been dying it this color for years now. My natural hair looks more like yours." At the end of the day, even though Kisuke was not directly related to the two boys, they were still his family for the blood that flowed through them made them related to one another. 

Despite his attempts to blow his smoke away from his two brethren, unawares to him it appeared he blew the second hand smoke down wind thus blowing it right into their faces. "Fuck, my bad." Flicking the unfinished cigarette onto the ground with his middle finger, Kisuke would step on it to put it out while simultaneously popping a mint into his mouth that had also been stored in his jacket pockets with the rest of his personal belongings.  Resuming his usual posture with hands hidden in his pockets, Kisuke would give a little nod towards the direction of the stadium, confirming that he was down to head over to the arena. "It's still pretty early but we can go grab some seats."

Proceeding with the group, lazily following them Kisuke would answer Fukuro's question. "I dont know the format of this Chuunin exam. It's probably more official than the one I participated in since there are shinobi from all over involved. The Chuunin Exam I was in was held by the Mizukage after his conquest of Konoha so it was only Kiri and us involved. Also, we only had one fight. I won my one fight, got my rank up and a favor from the Mizukage and it was done." Flashbacks of his meeting with Xyxer in the Hokage's office began appearing in Kisuke's mind. As if it were yesterday, Kisuke remembered what his request was and what the conqueror had offered has a response, a response that he was both not expecting and not the one he wanted.

Coming back to the present, Kisuke would himself ask the two Uchiha "What about you two cunts? Whats up with you, how come you're not participating in the Chuunin Exams?" What was their situation?  Were they afraid, not skilled enough, now qualified?