Eyes Of A Snake (Rewritten)

Chapter 3: First Day Of Academy

Orochimaru's POV

Today was my first day at the academy. I was now old enough to join the academy to learn to be a shinobi. The age to join the academy was five years old. So I was now on my way walking to the academy for class.

I have been in the orphanage for about 2 years now. And I still haven't made any friends. Well, most people find me a freak anyway.

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I eyed the building that was nestled beneath the hokage mountain. It wasn't much of a school, in my opinion. The village was still new, and this was a prototype of an academy. Years later, perhaps it would become an actual academy with many buildings attached to it. For now, it was just a large building with five large classes inside. Everything was made of wood, inside and out, an obvious creation from the First Hokage's powers.

I could see the running tracks nearby and a 'playground' that the first hokage had kindly made up for them. Some slides, smiling wooden structures that looked like snowmen, and a forest of wooden cut trees so that they could hide and run around in. A set of swings were even in construction.

This was built a few years ago before the first hokage died. The second hokage only be hokage for maybe a year now.

I sighed slightly as the kids that had been waiting for school to start, jumped up and down in excitement in front of the doors with their siblings and parents. A few were given open hugs and kisses and he felt his heart clench.

Looking down at the ground, I adjusted the old side bag that was holding my scrolls and papers. Quietly and with my downcast eyes, I walked forward. A few kids and adults glanced my way but quickly returned back to their conversation. He caught a few 'don't you set the school on fire' and 'remember to eat your lunch' as I passed them and my eyes grew further downcast.

I wish that my mom and dad were still here. I miss the warmth of having a family and parents love.

Reaching the classroom, I headed for the back seats. Not too far so that I wouldn't be able to hear or see, but not near enough towards the other kids. Gently, I placed my bag down and began taking out clean paper and a pencil. It took another ten minutes before all the kids were settled down and I sat there patiently, relieved when the teacher began to take attendance.

"Orochimaru?"

I raised up my hand. When the teacher nodded and continued on with the name-calling, I looked outside the window, noting that it was going to be a cloudy day. So far, the teacher seemed nice enough he supposed. The man was somewhere in his early twenties, had a relatively nice face and messy brown hair. From his attire, he was a jonin and seemed to have experience with teaching, as he seemed relatively comfortable with the position. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see a few kids here and there already chatting with each other and forming groups. I looked down at my desk forlornly. I didn't see much of a point in forming relationships. To see and be near people who are always happy, who have families and love would just remind him of the orphanage. Being here, he only wanted to study and learn.

I just finished I have put od that orphanage. I probably will since they got that new caretaker in the orphanage who charge of kids 5 & up. He doesn't really like me that much.