The Ninja of the Night

Uchiha

"Everyone from the first desk in your row, please gather the books for your row," the teacher ordered. A few students stood up and slowly made their way to the table. "My name is Uchiha-sensei, and I will be your History of Konoha teacher. I hope we have a good year together."

When Naruto got his book, it looked to be written in an old fashioned calligraphy. He tilted his head and squinted when he saw a picture of a man underneath the words. Something about this picture served the man no justice. He was sure he didn't look like it exactly, but the picture probably captured the most noticeable features on him. For example, his eyes seemed to carry a deep and strong hatred and pain. The blonde ran his hand through his hair again, confused why looking at this picture of a man from over one thousand years ago seemed to make him feel sad.

"Naruto?" Sai called out. He carried a worried expression, so when Naruto looked up, he looked confused then grinned. To assure his friend, he gave him a thumbs up.

"I'm fine!" he cheered with energy. Naruto's energy seemed to lighten the room a bit up and the tension seemed to lessen and the students felt more safe.

"Are you sure? You looked like you had seen a ghost, your face went pale from looking

at the book. Is History really that scary?" Sakura asked and started to look at the book with a bit of distrust, as if it were to attack her.

"No! No! Nothing like that! It is just, this face feels familiar and he looks like of sad, doesn't he?" Naruto questioned and crossed his arms and felt like he was trying to remember where he has seen him before.

Sakura placed the book down and did another face palm. Sai started to chuckle softly, a fist attempting to cover his mouth, but not really serving its job.

"W-Why are you laughing? What's wrong with that?!" Naruto began to stutter, face going red from embarrassment. The teacher snickered, and the blonde teen huffed and crossed his arms into a pout. "Wow, thanks guys," he spoke sarcastically.

"Naruto Uzumaki, correct?" Uchiha-sensei asked while turning the class's attention to the trio. Naruto uncrossed his arms and looked up at him.

"Yeah?" he questioned, wondering if the teachers have already heard of him.

"From the Uzmaki clan, I presume," Uchiha-sensei continued. The other students quieted down and focused on the two before them.

"Yeah, my mother was an Uzuamki," he shared. Sai raised an eyebrow, considering he hadn't actually knew a lot about one of his friends.

"Kushina Uzumaki, I may ask? She held a similar Will as you do. Fascinates me, indeed," he muttered the last part to himself. "Alright, class. Let us do an exercise multiple of you may have done in previous classes. Can anyone tell me why you are here to learn the History of Konoha?" he asked the students that sat in desks. It was a full class, yet no one spoke a reply. Until a hand in the back was raised.

"Because it is required and education is a drag?" the boy spoke. Uchiha-sensei smiled.

"That may be a reason, but it isn't the foundation of the purpose. Anyone else?" he tried to encourage the class but no one pushed any further. "How about you?" he gestured to Sai. Being a student who had his life figured out, according to Naruto, he answered real quick and smooth.

"To unlock the past's truths and carve out a better future."

Uchiha-sensei looked impressed and then his expression soon switched to a smirk. "Excellent answer, mister.." he waited for an answer. Sai nodded.

"Yamanaka."

Uchiha-sensei mouthed the last name then paused. "Alright, thank you. So, you hear that? This class is to unlock the past's truths and carve out a better future. Not only that, but to help open your eyes to your family and your past. For example, my past is on the book in front of you. His name is Sasuke Uchiha--"