A day at the academy (open)

The clock read 4:30am as the alarm sound slammed through the still house like a bull through a China shop.  I’d better wake up quickly before my dad does. Heroshi thought to himself as he rolled over sluggishly and softly turned off his alarm, he had learned his lesson smashing around tended to procure the wrath of his dad. It’s the first day of class and Heroshi isn’t excited, but he’s also not anxious, just ready to become a genin. Maybe then his dad would acknowledge him in a positive way, shit Heroshi would be happy with just a handshake. All these thoughts made him a little giddy, but until it happens its just high hopes, he thought to himself while pulling his shirt over his body. He reached for the cupboard that contained the breakfast bowls, Heroshi was going to start the day off with a full stomach, but he had to be cautious too much noise would surely wake his dad, but Heroshi was a pro, he had his breakfast without incident.  The rest of the early hours of the day were spent practicing his replacement technique that his dad showed him.

The sun rose quickly for Heroshi, he needed to get ready for academy, he brushed his teeth, and grabbed his supplies as he headed out the door. Heroshi lived about fifteen minutes away from the academy if he ran the entire was there.  As he was running, he bumped into one of his friends, this boy was fat and uncoordinated. “Heroshi, I heard you were going to academy, is that true?” He asked with the look of pride that a friend holds for one of their own. “I am, I’m actually on my way there right now.” Heroshi said with a slight smirk, he doesn’t smile much, but to see the pride in his friends’ eyes forced one out of him. “I’m going to become a genin, and earn my dad’s respect.” Heroshi said as he started walking towards the academy with his friend in tow. “Aww, Heroshi, are you going to have any time for us anymore? Between your dad’s lessons and academy, that won’t leave you much time.” His friend said starting to tear up. Heroshi didn’t like seeing his friend cry tried to reassure him that they would train so they could be genin together, but Heroshi wasn’t quite sure, his friend was more of a child than Heroshi even though he was older. Being raised how he was Heroshi knew he was meant to become a shinobi.

As Heroshi rounded the corner to the academy Heroshi said his goodbyes to his fiend, and then turned toward the academy. This is it Heroshi, this is where it all starts. He thought to himself as he took one last long look at the building he would spend hours of his days in to become a genin. As he approached the school yard, he heard whooping and hollering. “Is that Heroshi? He lives by me, my dad says that you’re some kind of prodigy, whatever that means, you’re not that great.” Said a boy that was easily ten or eleven. “Well, if you must know, I’m six and you’re twice my age or is math hard for you too? You’re almost twelve and you are still in academy, I’ll laugh if we’re in the same class.” Heroshi said as his eyes turned to daggers on this kid. He obviously doesn’t know who he’s messing with, I’ve fought bigger than him, and been beat up by bigger, too. Heroshi thought as he stepped past the kid now balling his fists up. “I would strongly advise against hitting me while my back is to you, don’t start something you won’t be able to finish.” Heroshi said as he approached the door. He looked back at all the kids they were all bigger than him, stronger probably, know more jutsu, sure, but tenacious, not even. Heroshi wasn’t there to prove anything to anyone except his dad, that’s all he cared about.

Heroshi pushed the door open to a crowded room full of students talking and showing off to one another, he felt ill prepared because he didn’t even know the clone jutsu yet. As he looked around, he noticed three people sitting away from everyone else talking quietly. That seems more like my crowd.  Heroshi thought to himself as he stated his way to them. “Heroshi, you’re in this class?” Said a far too familiar voice. Heroshi stopped and looked for the source of the voice.



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“Tomimaru, I thought that was your voice. How are you? Is this your class?” Heroshi asked as he turned towards his long-time friend. Tomimaru was a few years older than Tomimaru and was always smiling. “I will be taking my genin exams in a few day’s Heroshi, I will be until then, I heard your dad was going to put you in academy, but I didn’t think this early.” Tomimaru said absolutely beaming.  Tomimaru’s dad is best friends with Heroshi’s dad, probably why Heroshi’s dad pushes him so hard. “I’m glad I get to see a familiar face, even if it’s only for a few days.” Heroshi said as he followed Tomimaru to his seat.
The instructor showed up a few minutes after Heroshi sat down, “Good morning class, today we’ll be going over proper kunai stances and how to throw shuriken, if you’re getting ready for the genin exams you’ll be preparing for that…” Heroshi listened intently. He was going to be successful and he was going to accomplish his goals. The instructor lead them out of the building and onto the grounds. Heroshi split from his friend and went with the instructor while his friend found his way to a secluded spot to practice for the genin exams. Heroshi having countless hours with his dad knew how to hold a kunai and throw shuriken. When the instructor called on Heroshi, he was thoroughly impressed with Heroshi’s form. Heroshi defiantly had the basics of holding weapons down. After the instructor witnessed the abilities of all the students, he paired them up with other students who were close in skill, it was hard to pair Heroshi, he ended partnered up with a student three years older than himself.
As training continued throughout the day the instructors were quite impressed with Heroshi’s skill, Heroshi was a prodigy in their eyes and they couldn’t wait to see what this kid could do. Every task they gave him he was able to preform at least the bare minimum. That was until they got to the jutsu potion, which Heroshi hadn’t worked on as much. They knew where he needed the most training which would be learning his clone, transformation, and substitution technique. His instructors would find students who were excelling in these jutsu and pair them up with Heroshi. Heroshi being a quick learner still couldn’t quite get them down on his first day.
At the end of the Day Heroshi was beat. He finished the last course which was going over different chakra elements. Heroshi already knew his element is lightning, but he did the test again for his sensei and it was a lightning chakra. After his instructors were satisfied with everyone figuring out their chakra element, they sent the students home. As he was leaving an instructor stopped Heroshi. “Heroshi, you are going to be a great shinobi someday, take a breath enjoy your time here at academy.” He said with conviction. “I’m not trying to come down on you, I know your father has pushed you to become a shinobi since you were young. Just know here, you can relax a little, make some friends.” He finished. Heroshi was taken aback, he had never been reprimanded for working too hard, in fact it was the opposite for him, if his father felt he was slouching he would get a swift switch to the back he had the scars to prove it. “Okay sensei, I will do my best to slack off.” Heroshi responded serious as can be. Not really understanding why he’s in trouble. “Haha, no no no Heroshi. I don’t want you to slack off, I just want you to enjoy your time here, you looked like everything was very intense, you know, just enjoy yourself.” He finished as he gave Heroshi a smile and a wave to send him off.
As Heroshi left the building he ran into the boy who gave him trouble in the morning. “You’re pathetic Heroshi, you couldn’t even do a basic clone jutsu. Haha, what a loser.” HE said berating Heroshi as he walked by. “I may not be the best at jutsu yet, but I just started the academy, what’s your excuse?” Heroshi asked with a smirk knowing that question would sting more than any punch would. Heroshi made his way past the kid fumbling over his words trying to make a decent comeback, but failing. After a few paces he found his friend. Tomimaru was waiting for him. “Made friends your first day, did you?” He asked with a giant smile. “You know in the future these will be people you go on missions with. You need to treat them better, or your dad wins.” Tomimaru said scratching the back of his head. “I get that kid is a major dick, but he tries hard every day, you need to find people like him to train with, those kinds of people will make you stronger.” He said staring off into the distance. “Alright, let’s go home.”
When Heroshi got to his house his father was asleep on the couch, it must have been a long day because he didn’t even stir when Heroshi accidently brushed against him. Heroshi took a quick shower ate some rice and steak and went to bed. He was absolutely exhausted.

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Heroshi woke up again at 4:30 in the morning, the sun still hadn’t raised itself from its slumber. Today was the day he was going to learn his jutsu, Heroshi sat outside his house attempting to perform the clone jutsu. It still didn’t work, he attempted the jutsu ten more times before switching to transformation technique. His first attempt was the same effect as the clone jutsu, nothing. His second attempt he could have sworn his ear changed, probably not. After ten more tries with the transformation technique Heroshi switched gears to practicing his substitution technique. He practiced this technique fifteen times still not quite able to grasp how to do it. Heroshi was getting frustrated, so he began going over his weapon stances like his father showed him. This he was good at, after going over his forms, he sat in the cold morning meditating. The wind rustling nearby shrubberies, and the soft footfalls of the village guards were peaceful to Heroshi he could feel his calm restoring to him. Today he would learn at least one of his jutsu, and he would try to deescalate the situation with the kid at academy.
As Heroshi was finishing his morning routine he heard, “Heroshi, come inside.” Come softly through the door to the dead outside. Heroshi knew better than to keep his dad waiting, he rushed inside cautions to not bump or run into his dad. “Yes sir, what can I do for ya?” He asked while bowing to his father. “I just want to say you’re doing good at the academy; I was told buy your instructor, but you can’t even do a clone jutsu? How many times do I have to show it to you!?” He asked with each word getting louder from ‘how’. “I’ve shown you all of the jutsu you need to learn and then some, haven’t I?” He asked grabbing his son by the hair. “Yes sir, you’ve shown me multiple times sir, I just can’t do it yet. I promise sir I’ll do it by the end of the day sir.”  Heroshi said keeping his voice down and the heat from his eyes as his dad dragged him back outside. “Now, you’re not going anywhere until you do the clone technique like I showed you.” He said grabbing his “you’re not trying hard enough” stick. Heroshi stood determined to go to academy and not get hit with the stick. He focused all of his chakra into his ram sign and *poof* a clone of himself emerged from smoke, but this one was missing both arms an eye, and fell over as soon as it appeared. “Hahaha, look at that boy. You made a fucking clone was it that hard?” His dad asked, as he smashed Heroshi one good time in the face. “That was because it came out with features missing and falling all over itself.” His dad finished as he walked inside. “You can go to school now.”
Heroshi’s journey to school was calming from being both injured and proud of himself for accomplishing his clone technique. He did have a bruise and a slight cut on his cheek, but nothing he hadn’t dealt with before. As Heroshi reached his friend’s house his friend wasn’t there. That’s okay I can walk alone. Heroshi thought to himself. As he rounded the corner the older kid that was giving him a hard time was there. “Okay Heroshi, I got a deal for you, you produce a clone, I’ll leave you alone, if you can’t you’re eating my fist.” He said with a big smile. “You think you could handle that?” He asked as Heroshi approached him. “If I can produce anything?” Heroshi asked eyeing the boy sternly. “What if I produce a flawless clone? What would I get then?” Heroshi asked stepping up to the boy. “Ha, if you can produce a flawless clone, I’ll concede to you and I’ll let you boss me around, but that isn’t going to happen!” He surmised, as he glanced down at the boy who was challenging him. “Go you get three tries.” The older boy commanded Heroshi. “Akinowa you sure this is wise? What if he does it?” One of Akinowa’s friends asked abruptly. “Shut up, Tadu, he won’t do it.”
Heroshi took a few paces away from Akinowa, and got into his stance, he started focusing his chakra and then performed the seal with his hand of a ram and *poof* a second clone appeared this time the face was accurate, but he was missing six fingers and an elbow. “I think I’m going to be sick.” Akinowa said as he held in vomit from the grotesque form in front of him. “Okay Heroshi, that was awful, but I’ll hold to my deal and I won’t give you any more trouble.” He said wiping the bile off his lips. “You told me; you would let me boss you around.” Heroshi said panting because he had used up a lot of chakra already that day. “I guess a deal is a deal, but if you knock yourself out, I’m not getting anyone and you’ll be unconscious until someone revives you.” Heroshi nodded as he focused his chakra and performed the handseal of ram again. As he started to pass out, he asked Akinowa if he’d go get an instructor. Heroshi’s vison went tunnel vision and then black.
Heroshi awoke a few minutes later after an instructor gave him a rations pill and some water. “Sensei, what are you doing here?” Heroshi asked feeling his cheeks warm up. “Akinowa came and got me, told me you passed out and you needed help, I asked how, he told me you had practiced jutsu many times today. I’m impressed, from not being able to even produce a clone to a flawless one in a day. Is this something we should expect every day?” He smiled as he helped Heroshi to his feet. “Alright Heroshi, you ready for class? Maybe you take it a little easy today?” The instructor inquired. “Sir do I have a choice?” Heroshi asked thinking about the other jutsu he wanted to be able to preform before he went home and had to face his dad. “I guess you could call whatever easy you want to.” He said smiling at Heroshi. Heroshi nodded with a smirk knowing his instructor just gave him permission to train as hard as he wanted. When he walked past Akinowa the boys gave each other a nod.
Heroshi entered the classroom and everyone was sitting down already. Heroshi was late but the escort from an instructor meant he wasn’t going to suffer any punishment. Tomimaru made sure the only seat open would be next to him. “Why are you late Heroshi? You know they’ll tell your dad, right?” He asked with his smile gone and a look of fear in his eyes. “Don’t worry Tomimaru, I finished learning the clone technique this morning and now I’ll just have two more I need to learn.” Heroshi whispered as to not interrupt the class. “Okay class!” The instructor’s voice boomed through the classroom. Today we’ll be going over transformation technique for class. Those getting ready for your exams, you can stay with the class today since this will be in the exam.” The instructor said. “We’ll pair you up and you can practice together. We’ll be coming through to make sure you’re not messing around.” He finished.
Heroshi and Tomimaru were paired up mostly because the instructors were sure Heroshi would pass out again even with Heroshi promising he wouldn’t. His main instructor also reminded Heroshi that Tomimaru was the best at transformation technique in the class, so he should count himself lucky. With the two boys paired up they found a spot to practice. “Heroshi, you need to focus on what you want to transform into and then shape your chakra to it.” Tomimaru said as he made the dog handseal and transformed into a corgi. Heroshi focused his chakra and thought about the cat next door while he made the dog handseal. He produced cat ears. Tomimaru transformed back and gave Heroshi a few more pointers and then transformed into a hawk and flew around. Heroshi taking the instructions from his friend made his handseal and focused his chakra and closed his eyes, when he opened them, he was about a foot off the ground and covered in fur. He had transformed into a cat; he was able to perform two jutsu in a day. He couldn’t wait to go home and show his dad, on second thought yes, he could.  

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Heroshi did something that he hardly ever does. A full-blown smile spread across Heroshi’s face. He could face his father because he could now perform two of the jutsu needed to become a Genin. With a little more hard work he could be on his way to becoming a renowned shinobi. He was exhausted after expanding most of his chakra on learning these two jutsu, but it was worth it. When he got bac into the classroom, he couldn’t pay very much attention to the instructors, he was too excited. “Heroshi, do you have the answer?” His instructor asked. Heroshi looking around the room noticed most of his peers looked exhausted. “One more time sensei?” He pleaded to the kind instructor. “As I can tell you’re all tired, so I’ll ask you again Heroshi, what is the handseal for the clone jutsu?” He asked with a pleasant tone as if he understood what they all were going through. “Ram, sir.” Heroshi answered the question really not focused on the class anymore. “Very good.” The instructor said, but Heroshi wasn’t listening. He was focused on figuring out the last jutsu he wanted to learn. The substitution technique was the foremost on his mind everything came after that. The instructors excused the class for the day and Heroshi was ready to get home to practice. Heroshi left the building and Akinowa approached him, “Hey, I guess I have to do what you say now?” He asked looking like he knew he shouldn’t have made that wager. “How about this, if you’ll be my friend you don’t have to do everything I say?” Heroshi asked extending his hand. Akinowa accepted and took Heroshi’s hand into his own, “This is going to be the start of something beautiful.” Akinowa said. Heroshi nodded in response.
After leaving his new friend, Heroshi ran home and peered inside to see what his dad was up to. Heroshi found his dad asleep again on the couch, must have been a rough couple of days for him, he is a Jounin after all, and their missions can get intense. Heroshi took himself a little distance away from the house so he could practice without disturbing his father. Heroshi was already pretty drained from his training earlier in the day, but he wanted to get this over with. Heroshi attempted the substitution technique once before his vision got dark and he passed out.
Heroshi was woken suddenly with searing pain on his back, his alarm had gone off without a Heroshi to turn it off, so his father was rudely awaked in Heroshi’s place. Heroshi’s dad couldn’t find Heroshi in the house so he looked around the property and that’s when he found his son sleeping a few meters away from the house. He reached for his stick and skipped over to the sleeping boy and hit him in the back three times. Heroshi still thinking about substitution jutsu attempted to perform it while getting beat, but failed. Instead, he rolled out of the way and performed a clone jutsu. The clones appeared as Heroshi’s father was winding back for a big one. “Oh, so you can make a decent clone now, can ya?” His dad asked as he whipped the clone in the face. “Yes sir, I was practicing my jutsu after school yesterday and I must have run out of chakra.” Heroshi said nursing his back, and wincing at his dad as he flicked his switch at another clone. “Alright, get ready for school, but no more sleeping out here unless you plan on bringing your alarm out here with ya.” He said with a tone that made Heroshi understand that he was to not let this happen again. Heroshi quickly went to the restroom to wash up before he went to school. When Heroshi finally got dressed and ready his dad was gone. Heroshi wouldn’t stick around much later than that. He wanted to get this last jutsu down.
Heroshi Arrived at school to find Akinowa waiting for him again, “Heroshi, did you finally learn substitution jutsu? I know you’re having difficulties with it.” Akinowa said reaching out for a handshake. “No, I passed out in the yard right after my first try.” Heroshi would explain to his friend. “You got any ideas how to help me?” He finished shaking his friend’s hand. “No, I’m sorry, I think Ikabaru sensei could give you some pointers, but other than that, I can’t do it yet either.” Akinowa would say. “Later.”
The room seemed warmer today, maybe it was the weather, or maybe the instructors had left the windows shut, all Heroshi knew was it was hot in the classroom. “Sensei, is there a reason it is so hot in this room?” One of the other students asked. “We’re figuring it out right now, we’re so sorry, but it’s okay, we’ll just do our lesson outside today, how does that sound?” He said giving the room full of overheating students a thumbs up. “Okay class, let’s exit the classroom in an organized manor.” He would say leading the class outside. It instantly felt twenty degrees cooler, even in the sun. Heroshi was glad to be out of the hot stuffy classroom. “Okay, Tomimaru and Heroshi practice together.” The instructors lead the two boys to a space where they could practice. “I’m going to practice substitution technique.” Heroshi said to his closest friend. “Okay, sounds good.” Tomimaru said as he began going through his jutsu. Heroshi stood a few paces away and began focusing his chakra to perform substitution.
“You know you’d do a lot better if you’d stay awake through training.” Tomimaru said chuckling a little bit at his friend coming to in a daze. “Heroshi, what did I tell you about taking it easy during training?” The instructor asked while making sure Heroshi finished the ration pill and a cup of water. “I’m sorry sensei, I will try to be more careful.” Heroshi said between the swallowing of the pill and gulps of fresh water. Heroshi was forced to sit for an hour while everyone one else around him trained. Heroshi grew increasingly frustrated every passing minute. To watch others, train and get stronger, this was humiliating for Heroshi. “Heroshi, could you demonstrate a clone jutsu for us?”  His instructor asked after the hour passed. “Yes sensei.” He said as he got to his feet and performed a clone jutsu. “Very good Heroshi.” His instructor said. “Now everyone who can please show us a transformation jutsu, nothing bigger than a dog, please.” The instructor pleaded with the class. Most of the class that could perform the transformation technique followed instructions and turned themselves into raccoons or squirrels, Heroshi turned himself into an opossum. “Okay class, last jutsu of the day, would you please perform a substitution jutsu if you can.” The instructor said as he shot a slight glance at Heroshi. “Yes sensei, Heroshi said as he went to perform the substitution technique a hand grabbed him by the arm. “No Heroshi, you’ve tried enough for today. Give it a rest and try again tomorrow.” The instructor said kindly. Heroshi slouched a little bit. He hated the idea that he couldn’t train. After everyone had finished, they were all sent home, Heroshi skipped over seeing Akinowa today. He walked at a slow pace home.
“Heroshi!” Came a familiar voice, it was his childhood friend, “How’s the academy? You learning a bunch?” He asked as he got closer to Heroshi. “I am, but not fast enough.” Heroshi said balling his hand into a fist. “What have you learned?” His friend asked very curious about the academy. “Well, I learned the clone jutsu, transformation jutsu, and I’m currently learning substitution.” Heroshi said to his doe eyed friend. I also have to learn the shinobi rules and I learned my chakra element is lightning.” Heroshi said as he and his friend walked in the direction of his house. “Think you’ll be able to play?” His friend asked. “I’ll play as soon as I get this jutsu down.” Heroshi said with a smile.
Heroshi got home and decided to take his instructors advise and he went to bed early, no extra training. It felt like Heroshi had just closed his eyes when his father bust through the door of his room. “Heroshi get up, I’m drilling you. Wake up before you get hit!” His father said, but Heroshi was already up kunai in hand. “Yes, sir, what’s the first drill?” Heroshi asked as he made sure no one could get around him and he had a clear view of the room, as far as Heroshi knew this was the first drill. “That’s drill one alert as soon s your eyes open, acceptable, but your stance is all wrong watch.” His dad said as he swept his leg under Heroshi’s and made him fall over almost stabbing himself. “I apologize, sir, it won’t happen again.” Heroshi was quick to ask for forgiveness. “Doesn’t matter next drill, our village is being overrun with shinobi from another village, what is your first step as a genin?” His dad asked with urgency in his voice. “Dad, you just called me a genin.” Heroshi said with a glimmer of pride in his voice and a little bit of a tear in his eye. “Nope!” His dad yelled as he hit Heroshi with a stick. “Ooof,, alright, first order of business from a genin is to  get the civilians to safety, and…” Heroshi was cut off. “And then return to squad leaders for further instruction. Alright kid, go to bed.” His dad said to him softly which took Heroshi by surprise. He walked behind his father pondering what this all meant, was his father proud of him, was he finally getting recognized by the one person he wanted to get attention from? Heroshi went to sleep feeling proud of himself.


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Heroshi awoke to another cold morning at 4:30, he jumped out of bed and looked at himself in the old mirror. Reinvigorated Heroshi got ready for the day. The house was cold and dark, the way his father liked it, sure to mot make a sound Heroshi moved as swiftly as a burglar through the house. He made it to the door of his house when he heard his dad speak. “Good job, I’mmm proud, I’m proud of of you.” He said half mumbling still in a deep comatose slumber. Heroshi began to feel such happiness swell up in his little body. When his father crushed his heart. “Tadashi, you’ve done great, I’mm I’m really proud of you.” His father said rolling over on the couch. Heroshi exited the house with his head down, but he remembered he was going to make his dad proud of him no matter what. Heroshi took a few paces away from the house and practiced his substitution technique. This time Heroshi was able to perform it. He felt so joyous that he almost started shout, when re remembered his dad’s asleep on the couch. Heroshi grabbed his things and ran to the academy.
Heroshi arrived at the academy hours early. He was too excited he wanted to show anybody what he had done, but no one had arrived yet. Heroshi thought he would meditate for a few hours. The rustle of the breeze through the leaves, the air changing from cold to warm as the sun rose from its slumber. Heroshi could feel the warm embrace of the sun on his face as it shone over the row of buildings to the east. “Ah, Heroshi, you sleep overnight here?” Tomimaru asked as he walked over chuckling at the thought of Heroshi sleeping at the academy. “Good morning Tomimaru, no, I had a breakthrough this morning and was too excited to do anything, so I thought I’d meditate to recenter myself.” Heroshi said as he got up. He was ready to show his class he was ready for the genin exams.


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Hello there, so I am going to stamp ya with an approval but with one stipulation

Technically E ranks aren’t able to learn anything but canon E rank jutsu.  However you clearly put a lot of work jn, so you get the jutsu but they can’t be used until after you pass your genin exam.