Shark Time Teachings [C-Rank]

[SqwhirlGod]

Gripping onto his item bag carefully, Nat ensured he had the needed items to successfully teach this class today. He gently placed all his items onto his bed, his packs of Explosive tags and three Giant Shuriken. He stood there in Black boxers halfway down his thigh as he threw his clothes out onto the bed as well. His entire attire sat before him and slowly did he get dressed. He placed his weights so gently on his ankles, each strap taking their own sweet time hooking together. After he was done, he picked up his pants and slipped into them without slightest of problems. The Black baggy pants sat over his weights comfortably, and though on missions he wore them on the outside, today he'd put them on the inside like usual when he felt like being casual.

Nat was glad he wore limited clothing, his leather armbands sucking onto his wrists as the thick bands took their place. The sharks engraved on their body reminded Nat of his heritage, one he knew very little about and until recently never experienced. Looking about for his scarf the shark boy was not to sure where exactly he had placed it. He had to wash it, his last mission had him catching fish with it after all.

"Ah, found it."

He stated quietly as he removed it from the inside of the washroom, outside the bathroom door. Wrapping it around his neck so that the loose ends ended up on his back, and the forehead protector was in front his mouth, the scarf covering from his nose to his mid chest in all black cloth. Grabbing two strings of tied rope, he slipped them onto his body forming an X on his back and chest. The ropes started and looped on one shoulder and the opposite hip, allowing him to stuff two Shuriken at his sides, and one onto his back so he could carry them without needing his hands.

Placing his explosive tags in his pockets, he ran his hand through his hair once, and out he went onto yet another mission.

name; teaching our graduates
rank; c
description; Kumogakure no Sato needs to further prosper by teaching our newly graduated shinobi several things. Shunshin, Ninjutsu arts, Taijutsu arts, Genjutsu arts and any other ninja world arts that exist today. For if we don’t train our prospering children whom desire nothing more than to serve Kumogakure no Sato, then we as a village are lost. So you as a well trained and gradated shinobi will take time to show our newly recruited techniques. Make sure to explain to them how one prospers under such an art. Teach them various things, for if you fail, we as a village will fall.
reward; 50 experience, 1,000 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

[SqwhirlGod]

Leaving his home with his typical emotionless face, Nat looked around at the outside world. It was bright, full of people and he actually liked using his Hoshigake powers to pick out individuals like flies. He watched the swarm of colored people zipping around the village, as well as a few people who were lighter of skin. Of course he, was blue, he didn't blend in at all, he just stood out. Deciding not to stand out in the large crowd of men and women, he took the Ninja path, across the rooftops.

Leaping up onto the roof of a few nearby buildings, Nat was soon on his way to the academy, which, luckily for him was not all that far from his current location, he lived pretty close. He considered working there a number of times, but kept backing out at the last second, thinking his attitude was not right for kids, but that's why he chose this mission, to find that out. He wanted to know where exactly he would fit into society and how he could help people. He loved helping people and being a teacher would be an easy way for him to ensure the Kumo Ninja's stayed strong. But he blabbered on for too long, before he knew it he had reached the Academy.

Landing at it's front doors, the large wooden structures seemed intimidating yet peaceful all at the same time, parts of rust covered the edge of the doors and made them squeak as he pushed them open and went looking for the class he was to teach.

[SqwhirlGod]

Pressing on into the building, he felt the eyes of children watching him as he walked through the hallway, he could tell they didn't know who he was. Most of them didn't look like they even wanted to know, it was a good thing he was going to whip them into shape. Most of them didn't look like they knew how to throw a proper Kunai, let alone how to defend themselves in the...playground? whatever he was here to teach and hopefully they would leave a little stronger or a little sore, it's whatever really.

The Hallway fell silent as he made his way through, the uncomfortable feeling of being unknown and a stranger in your own country. The quiet hush over the children quickly transformed into a much loud whisper that seemed to catch the group much like wildfire, all of them now talking about various topics. His blue skin, sharpened teeth, bulked body and his calm demeanor, apparently making him appear like "The monsters under their bed"....great. Nat went to his neck to grab his shark tooth necklace, only to find he forgot it at home, guess his ancestors weren't with him today.

"So...i'm going to be your tea-"

HE was cut off by the sound of a man talking to himself down the hall, the children seeming more frightened upon hearing what he was about to say. Teachers were scary and he was apparently, very scary, so now they had a lot more fear towards him. Except for the few cocky students that simply scoffed at his arrival and appearance. He'd make sure he worked them twice as hard, but first, he had to talk to whoever the heck was coming around the corner.

[SqwhirlGod]

Looking at the man who had come, he didn't even get enough time to properly take him in when he grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him down the hall. Whoever had him was extremely strong, he couldn't even loosen his grip, and he pulled him fast enough for him to become unable to dig his heels into the floor to stop himself. Where ever he was going he stopped resisting it was getting him absolutely no where at the moment, just expending his limited Energy. He did decide to ask a question though.

"Where exactly....are you taking me?"

He ask sounding calm and collected as usual, not letting the speed of the moment deter his own timings, patterns and movements. That was the first way to become nothing but a corpse, letting the enemy control the rhythm and pace of battle. He would indeed teach them about this.

"To your class, Change of plans, you have to teach immeadiately mister..."

He asked, sounding very unaware of Nat's actual name, but the appearance was all to obvious.

"Hoshigake."

" Hoshigake, right. Your classroom is room 2-A, please enjoy your teaching experience, please do not eat the children."

Smirking as he made that last comment, he was dropped off in front of the room. THe man opened the door and continued on inside ahead of Nat, whom was told to wait for a moment so he could do an introduction.

"Students, you will have a guest teacher today, a recently graduated Genin, Mr.Hoshigake."

Unsure of what to do or say, he simply slipped into the room and gazed around at the lost eyes of the children in the room, all of whom seemed ready to learn a thing or two. Good thing he was ready to teach.

[SqwhirlGod]

Nat looked around at the group of various skin tones and builds of the various Ninja he was about to teach. The students reminded him much of his class when he was here, but unfortunately, there did not see a single student who seemed similar to him. They all seemed lively and full of energy, all of them seemed to be enjoying each others company, no one seemed like they were an outcast. It was good to see no one was kept from the group do to the color of their skin and the brute nature of their kind.

"Hello...Today i'm going to teach you about two things, anyone want to take a guess?"

He asked out loud, looking for some enthusiasm from this fresh group of youngsters, he felt nice saying that. Almost as if he finally found a purpose in this horrid society of ninjas, killers, and neutrals. He looked around as a few kids decided to bravely lift their hands, out of fear of what Nat would do to them. It was funny to him how children found him so intimidating, heck even some adults did as well, guess that's the price of being different.

"Ninjutsu?"

A voice echoed from the background, a young child in all yellow attire had guessed, which brought a smile to Nat's face. This class was going to be fun.

[SqwhirlGod]

How long did that class last? about an hour to an hour and a half? Nat spent so much time in the classroom having students wrestling each other it was actually pretty funny. The kids were having fun with all the physical activities, learning anything can be used to further the development, simply kicking a ball, throwing a stick, anything. Nat simply expanded the minds of the children when it came to his favourite type of jutsu and he felt refreshed having inspired new people to pick it up. He grinned as he left the classroom with a bow, a few children wrestling his legs as he left, removing them and closing the door quickly.

He exhaled loudly and shook his head twice as he turned and left the classroom, 2-A? He might really want to become a teacher here, he had a good time doing this and if he could, he'd most likely try to get it done again. He might have just found his calling. Leaving once again through the very doors he had came in from, he now, walked through the streets of Kumogakure, no longer full of random people it was settling down as it became night. The moon was hung high in the sky, the stars darted around it, reminding him of the kids he had just taught. It was a good end to a good day...if only it could be like this everyday.

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