Wishful Thinking [vol. i] - Currently being rewritten

✥ chapter xi: one (1) green boi, two (2) green bois ✥

The days leading up to the exam date were peaceful and calm. I couldn't remember the last time I had slept so soundly before, Did you catch the sarcasm? Just so people don't get confused, I'm totally being sarcastic right now. The last few days have made me the most stressed out human on this earth, the most anxious being to ever exist in Konoha. Every single day started with training, followed by making up plans to save people's asses, then more training, then a pity party as I cried about the struggles, then more training.

Despite my efforts, I could never seemed to get the hang of air-bending, only managing to summon a sphere of swirling air was the extent of your abilities, and god dammit. It would've been so nice to be able to fly. My earth-bending was surprisingly my strength, I found it easy to grab onto the earth and manipulate it around like Play-Doh. Earth was reliable, it was strong, tangible, stubborn and hard, cold and most of the time kind of uncomfortable to sleep on.

Despite being told that my chakra type was fire, which seemed weird since I technically didn't have any, it seemed almost as hard to control as air. Granted I could will up flames easier than I could even manipulate air and earth, but the intensity of the heat and fickleness of the flames had made it hard to fully master it. Lastly, there was water. I couldn't exactly heal anyone yet like Katara could, but I found the mere act of making globs of water swirl around in the air, twisting and turning so that the light would refract in magnificent colours, absolutely calming, and just like in the TV show, you found that your water-bending was strongest when there was a full moon in the night sky.

There was a definite difference in my stance every time I used a different element, something that I hoped to get rid of, but other than that, I, [f.name] [l.name], feel absolutely prepared for the death trap I was going to walk into. As I sat at my nice desk, filling out the application form languidly, aided by the brightness of the lamp and the moon, I sighed, 'It's all fun and games until someone decides that murder is cool.'

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Doomsday had arrived, well the day that the four of you had to hand in your application forms had arrived. Burdened by the knowledge that a lot of people were not going to make it out alive from this arc, you trudged along slowly to the meeting place. You had spent the night staring blankly at the ceiling, your mind going spinning and whirring through endless possibilities or each scenario. Thoughts such as, 'What would happen if I save Sarutobi? Would that fuck things up? Can I keep Sasuke away from the weird snake man? Wait. What happens if I get caught by the weird snake man? Ew, gross.' Circled infinitely around in your mind.

Shaking your head quickly to rid yourself of those terrible thoughts, and in the process causing your vision to spin, you caught the sight of a familiar blonde in an orange jumpsuit. Raising your hand and calling out, "Naruto! There you are!" You ran towards them, waving your arms around to catch Naruto's attention.

"[f.name]! There you are!" Naruto exclaimed as you managed to make my way to the group. Slapping on an award winning smile, you high-fived Sakura and sent a mean stink-eye towards Sasuke.

Sakura gave you a shy wave, as she greeted you back, before a look of confusion crossed her face, "Uh, [f.name]? I know you were walking around barefoot the entire time we were training, but are you sure you don't want to put on some shoes for the exams?" The pinkette asked, as you glanced down to your bare feet.

Shrugging your shoulders, you made a lazy wave of dismissal as you answered, "Nyeh, I'm not really used to wearing shoes right now, plus to take them off every single time there's a fight is super time-consuming and honestly really annoying." Sakura stuttered out a quick apology at your answer.

"[f.name], you're late." Sasuke said, his usually blank face devoid of emotion - yet, strangely enough, you could just make out a small glimmer of triumph that flickered in his eyes [he finally beat you at something] - as he continued on to say, "You better not drag us down because of that."