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Mist Academy

Sorain kept his pace brisk to keep up with his brothers frantic sprint. It was just as well though, the sooner they got out of their parents sight the better, Sorain always hated when Sai assisted him in such a way, it made him feel even more handicapped than normal. The moment his brothers hand dropped Sorain retracted his back into his sleeve. The truth was Sorain was far more capable than he gave himself credit for, even without Sai's constant voice to guide him he still could have easily managed the trip to the academy. Even things such as the feel of the ground below his shoes would have been enough of a trail that he could have sprinted the entire way there, anything short from a random cart or some other imobile object in his way he was just fine. Sorain sighed, he wondered if he would ever be again to gain his sight. His mother had always told him that anything was possible in this world, that even the dead could walk again under the right circomstances so it was not too hard to belive that through enough training Sorain might one day find a way to regain his eye sight. The only thing he hoped was that it would happen before his brother managed to activate his Sharingan.

It was no secrete that the two were destiended to eventually wield the eyes of fire, but the thing that scared Sorain most was the possibility that he would never unlock his clans more famous ability due to his malfunctioning eyes. The thought alone was enough to send rage through his young body once again.

He continued to follow Sai, wondering just what it was that caused him and his brother to be so similar yet so ******** different that at times it was hard to tell that they grew up in the same house hold. "Yes I am excited." He said leaving it simply at that.

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"I doubt that we will be learning juts on our first day brother" He said calmly, although he himself was unsure. Who knew what was in store for them? Neither of them had any experience with the Shinobi life so it was extreamly possible that they would be learning Jutsu today. Sorain thought back to stories he had heard about concerning a certain academy test that gave Kirigakure such a bad name. It was said that at the end of an acadmy students training a notoriously brutal test was given, the details of which he was unsure of. Sorain shuddered to think what he would be doing today. Was he exited? Sure he was, but his excitement was unfortunately trumped by his dread.

Sorain rotated his shoulders before speaking again, trying to ease some of the tension he felt about there destination, "How long does this thing last anyway? Do you gotta pass a test? Man I hope I dont have to read or write anything" He said shaking his head. Obviously, Sorain was illiterate and so anything dealing with book work was going to be more than a challenge, it was going to be out right impossible. He had been practicing braille with his mother but at age six it was still something that was beyond his grasp. Sorain pursed his lips together trying to fight back the uneasy feeling that was developing in the pit of his chest. What was going to happen today? The thought scared him every time it crossed his mind, he just hoped and prayed that things would go smoothly.

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Sorains face softened as his brother spoke words of reassurance, even at that young age they were already two peas in a pod most of the time. Neither Sorain nor Sai knew much about the world, but at the end of the day the knew each other. He thanked his brother silently for putting him on ease. Maybe he was right, eye sight or not he was still the child of two of the most famous Shinobi in the Mist Village. So what if he was blind, hell that made him even better. "I hope we get to fight today. I wanna kick someones but. Im gonna show them the move mom taught me" he said calmly, even though he was showing signs of exitement it still was not in his natural personality to get overly worked up like his bother often did. Something that was strange for someone his age but Sorain didnt know any better, as far as he knew his brother was jut eccentric.

Sorain pulled his arm back in a loose fashion and swung his arm forward in a highly signaled and poorly exicuted punch that in his mind looked like the coolest thing since hand signs. Which brought to his attention another concern, one that he was at first reluctant to speak of but decided ultimatly it was for the best. "... if they make us do hand signs.. Your going to have to put my hands how there supposed to be. I could remember it after that" he said, forcing a smile on his face. He didnt want to ruin the day with his somber mood. Instead he decided at that moment that he would at least try to have a positive out look on things. Today was a day to be happy, not to be wallowing in self pity, besides, such emotions were far out of the norm for a six year old anyway.

"One time, I heard this guy in the market and he said that in Kiri they teach you how to make fog with your hands. He said its like this thing that covers the air so you cant see your opponant." He laughed at the thought, "Not that that would bother me anyways. Imma do that and then they cant see me either! Ha! If neither of us can see then I will win" Sorain finished speaking, it was the first time that he had ever made a joke about his eye sight, in fact, it was his first time actually making a joke that was not filled with childish attempts at sarcasim.

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Sorain chuckled a bit, today had started pretty well which was a good sign for the rest of the day to come. As they reached the village gates Sorain began to loose focus of where he was going. The loud chatter from various people was slowly growing even louder, clouding his senses and making loose his perception of where everything else was in relation to him. Sorain began to awkwardly slow down, it was a scary situation to be moving through an unkown place without the ability to see. He kept feeling like every other step could end him up running into a wall or some other type of unpleasant thing. As his slow pace eventually turned into an out right halt Sorain felt slightly embarrased. He felt as though he was a sitting duck in a crowd of what ever it was that ate ducks. Holding back the worried tone in his voice Sorain spoke out to his brother rather loudly,"Sai?" He said, trying to gauge his brothers location from the sound of his voice, "Where are we?" He said, but what meant was Where are you? But asking that made him seem entirely too helpless, something that he still was not willing to admit.

Standing very still Sorain could feel the moistness on his face that he often felt when entering the heart of the village. He had been told that this was the mist that he had been told about, which made him wonder if anyone else could see but he had assumed so. It was funny, sometimes it was described as something that cut off visibility, yet at other times people described it as nothing more than a simple inconvenience.

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Sorain instantly felt a wave of releif as his brother returned to his side, it was almost as if his very presence put everything back in perspective. Instinctively Sorain reached out and gently fascend his hand on Sai's sleeve. It was an embarrassing action but without his vision it was the only thing that he could do to ensure that he did not get lost in the vast crowed. Even with his brothers arm around his shoulder he still felt better having his own grip on him through all the chaos of the people in the village. From the crowed a large sounding male with a raspy voice yelled out towards them, "You two up front!" He yelled signaling to the two brothers. Sorain was puzzled, he was not sure whom he was talking to but somehow he got the feeling it was directed at them. Sorain turned his head towards his brother for some sort of conformation. "Your the Orasakai twins yes!? Get up here" He said more as a statement than a question. Sorain wondered why they would be called first, but then he remember his parents notoriety in the village which lead him to believe that they had already been expecting them. The thought alone made him feel proud but at the same time worried, they both had big shoes to fill. While it was good to have the attention of the sensei's it would also mean that if they did not excel there would be even more disappointment.

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The tall red haired man stood burling over them, his face scared from a heavy life of battle and war, his voice was course and unforgiving like that of am an whom had been to the edges of life and death so many times that the simply act of breathing was one that was not taken for granted. "..Tell me boys. What do you expect from this life? Why are you even here huh? You like all the others come to our feet asking to be taught the ways of Shinobi. To be given the tools that mimic that of the gods. " He paused for a moment, remembering that there were several other students among them before speaking again, "Very well" he said, ignoring his own question, " I can give you that power, I can teach you what it means to be a Shinobi.." the man turned his back as if to lead them forward before quickly turning on his heals and roughly slapping them both on the forehead with two brown sheets of paper.


Sorain looked up instinctively, forgetting for just a moment that he could not see. On his head what felt like a wet sheet of paper slowly slide down his face before landing the ground and splitting into to. Sorain had no idea what was going on, nor did he realize that the paper after it had fallen had split, for all he knew he was either being punished, or attacked, both did not sit well with him. Sorain, without thinking, reaching his arm up and swung a wild punch towards where the slap had come from. The punch hit nothing but air as he was entirely too far away for his little arms to connect.


The man stuttered back at the gaul of the young boy, but what struck him most was the slight chill that came with that swing. A smirk crossed his face, "So it is true. The twin sons of the Orasakai are ready to start their training." He bit his lip before turning once again and opening two large doors that signaled the start of the adacamy training term.

From inside the large building several teachers ranging from Chuunin to Jounin approached. Out of the crowed a women with purple hair who was procariously followed by two young men went straight up to the twins, allowing the other teachers to search through the crowed using their own paper tags to determine the affinity of the rest of the students. Depending on their elemenet they would be divided amoung the sensei's.

The women who neared the twins looked at them closely, sizing them up as if she expected them to be more than what they were. Roughly she grabbed Sais arm and slung it away from his brothers shoulders, "This is Kirigakure, there will be no .. hoolding haaands" she said mocking them in a girly fashion. The sounds of her tone sent anger coursing through Sorains body, however this time he kept it under control. " We will begin imedietly. Follow me" She said turning around and heading down the vast halls before reaching a back end that opened up into an out door training field. The rest of the students were filed into various classes while the twins were directed outside, away from the population of students. Sorain felt relived at that moment, now that there were less people around he no longer felt that uneasy sensation, little did he know his four instructors were about to put him through a hell he had never imagined.

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Sorain breathed heavily, fighting against the air itself for his next breath, never in his short life had he ever experienced such a pain that matched that of gasping for air against ravaged lungs. He tilted his head up, his vision now more than ever proved to be the biggest drawback that one could ever have. Before he could even manage to get a good breath of air another hard blow crashed into the side of his temple sending him crashing across the ground sending him down into the dirt. Sorain lay there, bruised and battered. The wraps over his eyes began to loosen, feeling the grip of them fall Sorain gripped them tightly with his fist and tossed them to the ground before rolling himself onto his feet. Holding his sides to ease the pain Sorain grunted and frowned towards where the blow had come from. His eyes were a pale blue that was covered by a layer of grey from his blindness. Sorain spat out a small amount of blood from his bitten tonge. The battle had only begun about ten secconds ago and already he was feeling as though he was going to be killed. The instructors that day had put them through harder training than he ever knew possible. Walking across ponds of water with heavy weights attatched to their bodies, running up trees that were covered with traps and spikes, performing hand signs while being chained down, being left inside wooden boxes and suffering the heat until they managed to punch their way out. Sorains knuckles still bled from the that last one. The day had went on and on, one hard test after another before finnally they made it to the days final task. The purple haired instructor was puppetering two wooden drones while the dark man that had greeted them from the start was ever casting jutsu to hamper their already one sided battle.

Sorain called out, trying to see if his brother was still in the fight, "Sai! You ok!!?" He yelled, trying to gather his brothers location. He had no hope of fighting back unless he could stay near his brother whom could call out the right direction to expect the attack. Sorain took a stance, a loose one that he had just learned that day. He dug his feet into the ground, he had no intention of attacking, his only thought was to try his best to grab onto the puppet as soon as he felt it near. Sorain breathed in deeply to gather as much air as he could, almost as soon as he did the puppet came spirling towards him, landing a solid blow against his chest. However this time Sorain did not flintch, he grabed the puppets arms with both hands and refused to let go as he was flung in and out of the air like a rag doll. Even after being slammed against the hard ground Sorain refused to let go of the puppet. What else could he do? He was literally fighting blind and it was the only way he could at least know where the attack was coming from. Sorain balled his fist and slammed it against the puppets shoulder before crying out in pain at how hard it was.

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Hatsuma rested her head on her arms laying the other two across her chest as she lay under the sun in the sands at the outskirts of the village. She had been refining her ability to scale things bare handed and without the use of constant chakra control via the webs she could create so well through her body. The sun beat down gently upon her, though to someone not native to the lands it would certainly be an overbearing amount of heat; as usual nary a cloud passed over the orb like furnace in the sky. Hatsuma had drifted off after some time. The sun having lulled her to sleep seemed to bring with it some strange visions. Not strange to Hatsuma of course as she had them often for as long as she could remember. Visions of a past life or perhaps future events in her own; regardless they always felt relevant to her in some way. Hatsuma found meaning behind everything and her dreams were no exception.

"Certainly you can't think this a good idea, we haven't thoroughly planned this mission out and it seems rather irrelevant to be out this far besides..." Hatsuma’s voice echoed out in the dreamy forest the greeted her sleeping sight.

"Of course we've got to be here, all part of the plan, it'll be fine trust Me." a silhouetted figure chimed out in response. "The time is almost near for our mission to finally reach its end." the shadow person finished looking to Hatsuma to see her reaction to the words spoken.

"This just doesn't seem to be beneficial to our goal that’s all..." Hatsuma exclaimed bringing a hand to rub at her temple. A rustle in the trees caught her attention as her eyes darted to the treetops. "I think we were follo-..." a sharp pain seemed to reach into her chest from behind. Glancing back she saw a toothy grin on the silhouetted form as the dagger was pulled free and held in its hand. the dagger seeming to be the support for Hatsuma now free allowed her to fall to her knees.

"Oh I know we were followed, after all, we completed our mission... farewell..." the silhouetted figure and it's unnatural grin began to fade to black, to white, then to red as Hatsuma slowly opened her eyes to the sunlight. Sitting up she brought a hand to her face and rubbed at the drowsiness that accompanied naps.

After a moment she got to her feet and approached the wall of sunagakure and began to easily scale it as if she were a six legged gecko. Swiftly she was over the wall and on the ground of the other side. Hatsuma proceeded to walk along the streets ignoring the less frequent but still apparent gaze of villagers who seemed to still feel uncomfortable of Hatsuma's appearance and nature.
Now in the main streets of the village she altered her direction towards the academy building. Stopping at a booth on the way to pick up a light snack, of which consisted of some kind of dried meat on a stick. She wasn’t concerned like most would be about the length of time that it been there. The buildings were certainly impressive being comprised of formed sand and stone mostly the construction was quite stable similar to a kind of rough clay or ceramic in durability and just as difficult to repair. Were it not for the use of chakra and ninja skills it might be impossible to restore the buildings that get damaged from time to time.
“hm… there we are…” she commented to herself before taking a bite from the food she had bought. She was referring to the large building that she was headed towards. It was the academy building, one of the more elaborately built constructions in the village. Today was rather important after all they would be paring up with another shinobi to do a team strategy development project. Hatsuma wasn’t certain how other shinobi academy did things but this made sense to her since shinobi acted as a team and the ability to function with anyone would be necessary.
Stepping through the doors to the building she ended up stopping abruptly as another kunoichi was heading towards them fast paced. Side stepping the door she stood beside it rather than in the girl’s way. “Ah sorry for being in the way…” Hatsuma stated courteously giving an apologetic bow to the fellow shinobi. Hatsuma’s face however didn’t really hold any expressions on it as usual and she righted herself to find her way towards her classroom to get the assignment that she had come for as well as the comrade she would be dealing with for its duration.