Naruto: Seven Tools of Samsara

Chapter 4: Punishment

'I wanna Die......'

The three-word statement kept repeating over and over again inside my head as I fidgeted nervously in my seat which just so happened to be beside the Uchiha prodigy. Not to mention, she is the girl who tried to turn my hand into a bent spring! But did my classmates care about that? The answer is no. They were more preoccupied with throwing me envious glares from their seats while the girls gossiped about my predicament among themselves.

All in all, the entire period went on like a never-ending nightmare. I kept glaring at the wall clock while silently cursing at the sluggish movements of its hands. Every minute that passed by fuelled the burning jealousy of my classmates. I tried to hide under the desk but was instantly met with spit balls and paper shurikens from the table beside me. 

'I wanna Die......'

Four periods went by like this and recess arrived. And with it, my doom. Mr. Kishiyami exited the classroom, and the entire male population shifted their heads in a complete 180-degree angle. Their eyes reflected murder. I smiled at them with my eyes closed before I made a break for the classroom's door. 

I dodged and weaved through the pack of wolves trying to catch me as I ran across the hallway like a madman. I kept looking over my shoulders from time to time, in hopes that the pack had lost interest in me, but they were relentless. 

I was left with no choice as I took a sharp right before stopping in front of a dead end. I panted heavily as my pursuers blocked the only path of escape. They wore identical smirks of victory as one of them said.

"It's over nerd. You think you can sit with the class queen without our permission. I think we ought to teach geeks like you a lesson. "

The guy had short black hair in a buzz-cut fashion. He wore a black t-shirt with three white strips running from the collar to the waist, light brown cargo pants and red sneakers. However, the most shocking thing about his attire was the red and white paper fan which adorned the centre of his t-shirt.

'He was an Uchiha!'

This made a minor dent in my plan which may just come to bite him back in the future. Still, I didn't have a choice. There was no way that I can take out an entire horde of shinobi by myself. So, I opted for the easier way out.

I raised my hand and lightly banged it against the sliding door beside me which slowly slid open, revealing a very familiar face as the Blonde Casanova poked his head out with a perplexed expression before turning his eyes to me.

"What do you want, Satsujin?" Mr. Kishiyami asked. I smiled like an innocent kid before replying. "Nothing much, sir. I just wanted some tips for the Kawarimi no Jutsu." I asked. 

"The Body Replacement Technique?" He questioned as I nodded. "Well, I am busy right now so go bother someone else." He said before turning to address the rest of the crowd.

"And what are you all doing?"

The wolves had already turned into scared pups the moment Mr. Kishiyami stepped out. His question went answered as the entire crowd scurried off. Mr. Kishiyami simply arched an eyebrow before going back inside the faculty office while I breathed a sigh of relief.

I was about to make my way back to the class when suddenly a slow wind whispered in my ear.

"Not bad kid."

I whirled back only to find the door slid shut. I smiled as I had vague idea who my secret admirer was. I heard the academy bell go off as I ran back to class. 

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Two days later...