West N.E.S Academy

Kon walks in his normal none professional attire. Despite being begged by the teachers. He walks in and his observant eyes scan the class room.
'so many little pains in the ass'
He thinks as he realizes what a hectic day this is.


"Is this really the leader of the kumori clan? He looks like a loser." A blond girl in the back blurts out before he friend clamps he mouth shut pulling her into her seat.

"Well guys allow me to introduce myself, My name is Konton Kumori I am the current leader of the Kumori Clan."

Never the less and enough said the speech delivered by the Kumori leader was over heard by the students. As he hit some key factors about what they should be striving for. The end of this wars. Many kids did not see why they should avoid conflict as they where becoming ninjas to fight the uchiha like their parents. But it was simply put when Kon addressed this by telling them the ninja world had no place for people of that attitude. The Next generation of ninja in his eyes needed not be war and power hungry nor the avenger types but a generation of prosperity and less need for destruction. Although he new is was unattainable. The buzzing of florescent lights still echoed as Kon introduced their new senseis and the students eagerly paired up with their new teams. Many of which got along well. Only team bickering amongst them selfs was team 21. One that was arguing amongst themselves about how the dead last had made it into their group. Kon smirks at this as the young Kumori girl flipped her two male teammates the finger announcing that she alone could lay a beating on them that of which their mother would rather die then see. This would be a amazing class, if only they could survive with their naivety. The Mummers of the class room started to fade out into the background as Kon stepped foot out of the room leaving the Classes teacher to calm the young ones down. He remembered having hopes dreams and aspirations of getting out of this profession while in the academy yet these kids where so full of excitement and joy about the newly received head bands. He thought he might have been wrong to delay all of this but his office of gloom awaited him with its dimly light wonders and mountains of paper work. Shamefully he had to go. A even bigger regret raged on in his head as he made his last step from the academy. I should have bought a icecream cone.


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