My Brother's a Jinchūriki!

Chapter Two- The Graduation Exam Part One

"We are now about to begin the Graduation test." Iruka announced to his class with his right hand behind his back as he read off of a sheet in his left hand. "When your name is called, please proceed to the next classroom. The test is on the Clone Jutsu."

Naruto's eyes widened and his face paled and he covered his face with his hands, leaning his elbows on his desk.

"Oh no..." He thought, a knot forming in his stomach. "Of all the...! That's my weakest Jutsu!"

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"Settle down, settle down." The female teacher crossed her arms and stared at her class, looking over each child with her analytical amber eyes. "I'll make this simple— if your name gets called, you're to head to this room to take the Graduation Exam, understand?" Picking up a piece of chalk, she wrote the room number on the board and tapped beside it with the chalk as she looked to the class once more.

"Furthermore, I will not tolerate any talking in the hall or stalling. You will not speak to students from other classes if you see them in the hall, or I will ensure that you get docked points because I will assume you are cheating. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Hidemi-sensei." They replied in unison.

"Very good." She picked up her clipboard, glanced down at the list, and then her eyes fell on the red-haired girl in her class who sat in the back row. The special case.

"Natsumi Uzumaki, step forward."

The students turned to see the girl stand and approach the teacher quietly. Hidemi touched the girl's shoulder, leaning in close to whisper to her.

"There are two Chunin waiting for you at the end of the hall for your own test. Give it everything you've got."

Natsumi nodded and Hidemi pulled her face away, patting her shoulder.

"Go on, now. You'll do fine." She motioned toward the door and Natsumi stepped outside, pressing her lips together nervously, and let out a sigh once the door had closed behind her.

"Hey, sensei, you didn't give her any hints, did you?"

One boy called out, his voice muffled by the door.

"Yeah!" A girl joined in. "What did you say?"

"Quiet!" Hidemi barked and moved to sit on her desk with her arms crossed. "You can use this time to do whatever you like, with the exception of talking. Play cards, write notes— whatever. I don't really care, since all we have to do it wait. But if I have to intervene and silence anyone, I'll give you all extra work to do. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am." The students nodded, already shuffling around the room to sit with their friends and writing notes amongst themselves.

Natsumi let out another sigh and glanced at another classroom's door— Iruka's classroom.

Naruto, please do your best and pass.

She turned away from his class and headed down the hall in the opposite direction where two figures waited. Both leaned against the wall with their arms crossed, talking amongst themselves too quietly for hear. They looked up as she approached and nodded their heads in greeting.

"Natsumi Uzumaki?" The man with the bandana stepped forward and uncrossed his arms.

"Yes, sir." Natsumi nodded, stopping in front of him.

The man next to him had dark, spiked hair and a bandage across his nose. He looked the girl up and down and then turned to his friend.

"Are we sure this is the same girl Hidemi spoke so highly of? She looks too...delicate."