Author’s note:  Chapter 2.

“T-This can’t be happening…” groaned Sakura as she looked forward form her seat in sheer displeasure, as she realized that the life she knew was destroyed. All it took was a few mishaps within less than half an hour. And why pray tell was she so dismayed now? Well that was because of who the homeroom teacher was.

A young woman stood at the head of the classroom, she had messy silver hair that was lightly tousled looking like she just woke up in all honesty her eyes were much like his only a touch more friendly, with a shade of deep blue. She dressed in a way that screamed paramilitary. A gun metal blue tank top, the clung well to her slender body and ample bust, black cargo pants with several scrolls strapped to her thighs and along her waist in a specially designed belt to accommodate the number, lastly she wore a military style jacket that was black in color with military style bars on the sleeves like those of a master sergeant. This was Jinketsu Yuuhasu, Ginshin’s full blood elder sister, as for the full blood aspect that’d have to be explained at the right time.

“Now, I dunno, how Iruka ran things…but I am your new Den Mother. And I’m a lot stricter! You no doubt met-“ began the silver haired Jounin, when she spotted Naruto about to open his mouth and interrupt whereupon she proceeded to loudly snap, “Hey! Blondie, don’cha bee thinkin’ ‘bout int’ruptin’ me! I aint as soft as, Iruka, if y’want to run to the gates of the village and back while wearing fifty pounds of gear go ‘head!”

Hearing the penalty of what would happen if he spoke out of turn, the blond Jinchuuriki swallowed hard as sank down into his seat to avoid any further trouble.

“Now, as I was sayin! Some o’ya met my baby brother, the current student council president, I have notes on all ya, so if I had to compare him and the rest of the renegades he runs with. You are all…inferior. I can systematically point out your flaws, all of ya have major flaws…flaws that can be a liability!”

“Hmph, I doubt I’m inferior to a lunatic who tries to eviscerate obnoxious losers because they teased him. I saw how he had a meltdown earlier. He is probably more of a loser than Naruto.” rebuked Sasuke with a tone of indignation and annoyance that he would be considered inferior to someone like Ginshin.

“Sorry y’ feel that way. But discounin’ you I still gotta educate the others, while it is true your field Jounin will be responsible for your training. I would be remiss if I didn’t do my part. That includes makin’ sure y’idiots get a proper education. As well as findin’ yer natural field of expertise, because everyone has a skill they excel at, even loudmouth over there. But first things first, history! So open your books and we’ll begin.” was the polite reply from Yuuhasu, not in the mood for dealing with an arrogant student but she had a feeling that karma would work it all out. No…more like she was well aware that Sasuke would more than likely run afoul of her brother somehow and that would be the universe working things out.

‘I really wish Senpai was joking that his sister was my teacher. I really do now I can feel my academic life being destroyed by that inconsiderate jerk. Because of him my life is becoming a mess.’ quietly Sakura thought to herself as she opened her textbook and opened her notebook to begin taking notes.  She of course felt her mind wander, contemplating what kind of stupidity he is causing his class since he was bound to be a source if disruption.

Of course…in classroom 2-C there was a disruption taking place. But it wasn’t Ginshin, nor was it any of his idiot friends. Rather it was Mitarashi Anko…the Jounin, as she clung to the corner of the room near the windows readying a kunai with intent to hit the empty soda can on top of Ginshin’s head. Of course he wasn’t aware of the circumstances of what was going on, because he was sleeping. Big shock that one, the guy who looked like a delinquent didn’t pay attention in class. Readying the kunai so it would fly true, and hit only the can as she casually said, “Alright, after this we’ll begin the lesson!”

So in summary he wasn’t causing problems, just not what could be considered problems. But how he could sleep after the embarrassing circumstances from earlier was anyone’s guess. But chances are he was unaware that it was a viral rumor at this point.  That was until lunch, when he finally checked his phone and found that on all social media networks it was there, the pictures of him kissing Sakura. NinScroll, and Striker both feeds were plastered with it, many featuring angry comments from some girls who were none too pleased to see him locking lips with another girl, and with a voice filled with despondency he said,  “And…my mom probably knows about this...and is either forbidding it or…making plans for me to marry Sakura …”

“Why do you assume that, Boss? It’s not like your mother expects you to find a decent girl that meets her high standards of who is appropriate for you so you can continue your dysfunctional family line.” Roku casually replied his voice laced with harsh sarcasm emphasizing how utterly ruined his friend was.

“Ugh…why couldn’t my mom be normal? I had to have a literal tiger mom…” whined the Jinketsu heir as he fell against the wall in despair at the situation he found himself. A dark cloud seemed to hover over him as he was in anguish at his situation.

Noting this moment of insecurity in his normally cocky and well…conceited friend, Shiraizou said with some humor in his voice, “What’s more amusing is that girl was your first kiss. The irony…you’ve been popular with girls as long as we’ve known you. And you’re still as pure as driven snow.”

“S-So what?! It means little if I just hand it out like my whore of a father, I just would rather have meaningful relationships I choose...” in an honest tone Ginshin  explained as he cautiously glanced inside the cafeteria afraid to go in due to the current trend about him.

“If girls knew you were this way you’d be even more popular, the hopeless romantic, Jinketsu Ginshin, he only wants to love and be loved! But seriously, you’ll feel better once you eat.” dryly Roku said knowing that his best friend would recover if he ate. Unlike most Nara who grew up near Konoha, he grew up in the same village as Ginshin, as did the other two. This was due to some circumstances these circumstances often involved breaking of taboos within their own clan. The four fools had a long history of getting caught up in trouble together, and additionally were always ready to overcome any problems they might face.

“What? Oh, hell no!! I’m not going in there! I think I’ll just run to where I’m living and get a sandwich...” was the meek excuse from the silver haired boy as he got to his feet and tried to run away only to be stopped by Garou whom effortlessly lifted him off the ground.

“I can’t believe of all times for you to be concerned with social status. Last year we picked a fight with the Disciplinary Committee just because they looked at us wrong, now you let an awkward situation with a girl affect you…“ lectured the well-dressed Nara as looked at his friend in sheer disappointment at his behavior, knowing in the past he might have just brushed it off as an incident, adjusting his tie he then made the call and ordered, “Garou, Shiraizou let’s go! Ginshin act like you have a pair.”

“Right, forgive me Dai Lo, but this is for your own good.” Garou apologetically said as he proceeded to execute the order, and walked into the cafeteria and placed the Innovator of Chaos on the floor.

‘J-Just act confident. Yeah, I can do this. I do it all the time! Just gotta act like I always do!’ he instantly reflected as he walked ahead, taking deep breaths as he moved ahead trying to keep his composure. Because ultimately a lot of his cockiness was merely an act that he put on because it commanded more respect than the calmer personality he had.  As the  judgmental gazes of the other students fell on him as they quietly gossiped about what happened he swallowed hard and went on to say, “Well?! If yer gonna say someethin’ say it! I aint an art exhibit ya slobberin’ sycophantic troglodytes!”

As the gossiping student body realized by the tone of his voice that it wasn’t a good idea to provoke him right now they returned to eating their meals. Because in the end he still had the bad reputation from last year of picking fights, they didn’t want to push their luck.

‘There it is. The moron is always confident as hell when he’s in a fight but in social situations he’s all thumbs. He has those brief moments where he’s relaxed enough that he can be himself. My early speculation is due to Sakura bearing a striking resemblance to Bara he was able to be himself. But even then, if he feels the situation calls for it he forgets all that because the moron thinks himself to be some voice of the voiceless.’ Roku mused as he casually walked ahead knowing that this is the way their friendship always worked. Much like a Stable in wrestling they covered for each other’s flaws in battle and in social situations.

“Come on…let’s get some lunch, the sooner this day gets over with the better…” sighed Ginshin as he walked towards the lunch counter to get something to eat, of course a normal meal for him was  well copious amounts of cheeseburgers.  They were for him what Ramen was for Naruto.

Off to the side though, something was about to cause another ripple in the day for the heir of the Jinketsu. Sakura was timidly trying to talk to Sasuke. She coyly twirled her long hair about her right index finger as she shyly said, “ Sasuke-kun would you like to eat together, it’ll be my treat!”

“…Take the hint I’ve been ignoring you for years. I don’t want or need useless people like you in my life. You and the Dobe are insignificant pests to me, you only serve to get in my way.  Let me tell you so you can understand, leave me alone. I don’t need some stupid love struck girl hanging around me all the time.” with harsh hostility he replied not even bothering to look at her, he then proceeded to walk off slowly.

“S-Sasuke-kun?”  was all the Kunoichi could say as tears welled in her eyes, this situation went down differently than she had thought it would in her mind. In fact it was more heart wrenching.

Having witnessed this incident unfold, Ginshin’s eyes darkened as they narrowed and his bestial canines became more pronounced, he then angrily said in a commanding tone, “Roku…hold my lunch…”

“There it is, don’t worry we’ll keep your food safe, by the way what are you drinking, and how many?” was the unworried and casual reply from Roku as he took the tray of food.

“I’ll have the usual, Mountain Rush Crimson…get me diet or decaff an’ we’ll have a problem, got it?” nonchalantly was his reply as he continued to step forward officially agitated, he then loudly barked, “’Ey! PMS, you the dipshit with a duck’s ass for hair! There’re things I can tolerate, and things that provoke a kill order from me.  One being you chose that haircut, but the greatest offense is how you treated the lady. Blossom here is a lady, treat’er like one. If ya don’ wanna eat with ‘er just be polite ‘bout it.”

“And why should I listen to the lunatic who tried to attack people because they teased him about a clingy girl. Furthermore, why are you jumping to defend her? But why should I consider a mongrel who hangs out with Uchiha who are also mongrels.” came the hostile reply from the Uchiha survivor as he glanced back with contempt of the interfering Shinobi, his words laced with venomous and incendiary comments about the other’s heritage.

“At least Shiraizou’s parents weren’t brother and sister, aint that what you Uchiha and Hyuuga do? Hold on…wait was it cousins? I forget since I’m just a Mongrel…my inferior genetics make me less of a Shinobi than the kid who was brought ‘bout through incest.” in shoot fashion, Ginshin let loose his insults as he began to rub his chin trying to figure out which it was.

“Shut your mouth!! DON’T TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY YOU MONGREL FILTH!!” bellowed Sasuke he turned about face his eyes narrowed with intent to kill as he proceeded to rush forward throwing punches swiftly. But his anger took away any potential to hit, as the older student patiently dodged each strike.

‘It is crucial that I don’t need to go overboard. I do feel sympathy for him no one should have to witness what he did…but I cannot allow him being harsh to her. Maybe it’s ‘cause I like her, but I’d do the same for anyone.’ reflected the Jinketsu heir  as he subtly blocked each blow that came his way utilizing a subtle sweeping palm strike. That is when he spotted his opening, swinging his left arm out and to the left, the edge of his hand chopped into soft tissue of Sasuke’s right forearm softening the flesh. He then gripped the wrist and proceeded to execute an arm drag take down, tossing the raven haired avenger to the floor with a resounding thud.

“This can all end, if ya simply apologize for the harsh words. That is the thing I didn’t like. Ya coulda just told Blossom no thanks.” casually he replied as he looked to his opponent who was on the floor, he knew he had an advantage in this fight thus there was no real challenge in it for him nor reason to continue.

“Shut up you mongrel!” Sasuke shouted as he sprang back to his feet rushing in with a flurry of punches, elbow strikes, and kicks. All of which were avoided before they would connect, this increased frustration for the Uchiha as he said under his breath, ‘How is he doing this. He’s just a Mongrel from one of those lesser clans born of the Immigrants from that continent to the west.’

As an errant punch blurred past his face, Ginshin gripped hold of the Sasuke’s already weakened arm taking him into a Fireman’s Carry which was followed by him proceeding to drop him off in front bringing both knees up into a Gut Buster. The impact was a bit harder than anticipated causing the younger Shinobi to bounce off and onto the floor.

“Augh…f-fuck…how can he be this strong…” was the rasping angry reply of the Uchiha as he rolled across the floor clenching his softened abdomen.

It was at this juncture that Ginshin cast off his coat, removed the tie, and unbuttoned his shirt, loudly declaring, “Sorry kid, but today ya gotta learn even if I am a so called Mongrel I do have my prride!”

Walking to a table that quickly became vacant, he dropped to his knees resting his right palm on a seat as he motioned with his left hand in a motion that said ‘Come on! Come on!’ as he waited for the Uchiha to get to his feet. As the weakened student got to his feet, and began to turn it was already too late, because within mere moments, Ginshin closed the gap and struck with a running shoulder tackle which connected with the already weakened midsection, and then hit a dead stop sending the Uchiha rolling across the floor.

“My apologies kid, but this aint your old academy. Half o’the student body are my people, we are the heirs of the Hakke Rengou. Y’can talk bad ‘bout me, call me a sociopath, but my people are off limits. Our heritage is off limits. Never call us mongrels…that is a slur an’ I wont allow it.” explained the student council president as he walked forward, each step well measured until he reached the possibly broken Uchiha and brought him back to his feet, he then spoke so only the two of them could hear, ‘…I am sorry ‘bout what happened to yer family, I truly am. Most of my kin died in the war, but loss aint no excuse for ‘bein a jackass.’

“Now…apologize, to, the, lady.” ordered Ginshin, punctuating each and every word as he directed Sasuke to Sakura, holding a firm grip on the Uchiha’s shirt collar.

“…Sorry…I was out of line…’ was the begrudging reply from Sasuke, once released from the grip of the Jinketsu he collapsed to the floor clutching his bruised ribs as one solitary through filled his head, ‘So this is what Yuuhasu-sensei meant, he was somehow reading my moves predicting where each move was coming and when. Probably it’s the Perceptive talents that clan possesses I heard about.’

‘The Jinketsu Clan, the clan supposedly has been around for Thirteen Generations, but the first time they appear in our History was during the First Great Ninja War, when a man name Ginato appeared wielding a Steel Release technique. But like the Senjuu, there is no static ability within the clan it differs from person to person. The Iron Beast, Jinketsu Kurogane, the current head of the clan created an armored suit that he wears into battle. And Yuuhasu-sensei wields Puppets apparently. But what is Ginshin’s talent, if I had to guess, I would say it’s something of a stripped down Sharingan. The way he read my moves tells me he was reading body language and subtle movements. He isn’t the idiot I took him for he is a calculating manipulative bastard. I took the bait and attacked just as he wanted.“ quietly the Uchiha thought as he watched him from a distance knowing now that he had encountered someone he may have misjudged. His eyes narrowing in frustration, as he began to brood over the painful loss he just suffered. He had thought that he was dealing with someone similar to Naruto but in essence, Ginshin was a completely different animal.

“Sorry ‘bout that, Blossom. I think I jus’ made the rumors ‘bout us worse…” apologetically Ginshin said to Sakura as he buttoned up his shirt once more, but chose to leave the shirt untucked, and once more donned his vest and his gauche fur coat.

“You just thought of that now? I would have been fine on my own…” murmured the Kunoichi as her eyes darted off to the side blushing faintly, though she said that, she was oddly flattered that he would step in and do that.

“What she means is ‘thank you, Senpai.’ right, Sakura?” spoke a soft and gentle voice which both Ginshin and Sakura instantly recognized. When they turned to see who it was, there stood a Kunoichi whom had long pink hair like Sakura which was neatly combed back and held back with a hair clip in the back which also helped in tying it back. She dressed in a similar manner to Sakura, with the inclusion of a sweater vest. But there was one key difference between her and Sakura, her bust was vastly different. She was none other than the aforementioned Haruno Bara, the elegant rose of Class 2-C.

“Hi, Ginshin-kun, I hear you and my cousin had an eventful morning.” she sweetly greeted as she clung close to Sakura hugging her affectionately from behind, she then shift her glance to her cousin and politely said, “To think that Ginshin-kun and Sakura-chan would be each other’s first kiss!”

“T-That doesn’t count! A kiss has to have meaning behind it!!” protested Ginshin as he protested whilst his face was bright red in embarrassment.

“…S-Senpai’s first kiss was me?! But I thought he was some sort of Chick Magnet. At least that’s what the rumors are!” exclaimed Sakura in shock, at first that is then she realized what was being discussed and loudly protested saying, “Yeah! That doesn’t count! It was an accident!”

“Ginshin is actually a touch shy about stuff like that, he is a natural at fighting but socially he’s awkward…oh! Sorry Ginshin, Garou gave your lunch to his dog, but if you don’t mind eating with me and Saki, I’ll treat you of course! I know how bad you get if you’re hungry!” chimed the older Haruno with a genteel smile as she released her cousin and proceeded to grab Ginshin by the arm and pull him off to get some lunch not waiting to hear his complaints. She only stopped long enough to grab her cousin by the arm and pull her off to get some lunch while coolly saying, “You’re coming too!”

“Eh?! B-But, Bara, we already have enough rumors floating around.”

“Let them talk! I know you’re not really bold enough to do that, I mean we did date once!”

“You dated my cousin?!”

“I-It’s not like that, Blossom!”

“It really isn’t! It was one date that it, we decided to just be friends” Bara explained as she chimed in with a gleeful smile as she pushed the two to the lunch counter so they could order their meals, she smiled cunningly as she watched them from behind while musing to herself as thought, ‘Oh it’s so obvious the way you two clicked when you met, that is the very meaning of kismet, and the way they act when together. He normally wouldn’t have gone to another classroom for his duties, he’d just dump it on Shiro and go take a nap. But I think he was looking for an excuse to see her. I will you two my support no matter what.’

“Ugh…so hungry…I can’t believe Garou would do that to my food he knows the rule no one eats my food but me!”

“Well they didn’t know if you were going to slap on some nasty submission hold. You know how you get when you’re in that mode. A simple punch ends up being a three hour Last Man Standing brawl!” was the casual reply from Bara as she smiled in a comforting manner, but behind her smile was a touch of calculated planning as she serenely thought to herself, ‘What he doesn’t know is, I told them to do whatever they wanted with his food, because someone had to do something about these two.’

“Ugh…stop remindin’ me of who I use t’be. So embarrassin…” groaned Ginshin with mortification as he buried his face into his hands not wanting to think about his old ways in the least, he then peeked between his fingers and calmly said, “I’ll have a Bacon Cheeseburger, Mushroom Swiss Burger, and one…”

“Wait…you’re going to eat just burgers for Lunch!? Ginshin-senpai that isn’t healthy!” interrupted Sakura with annoyance at the way he was eating, her face showing great disappointment in his behavior finding he acted like a child.

“That is healthy! The first one has bacon!”

“And what are you going to have with them?  Cheese fries?!”

“Er…no…I…yes…” stammered the Jinketsu heir initially until he realized he wasn’t going to win and ultimately admitted to the truth.

Narrowing her eyes slightly she, she then turned to the counter and said with a sweet smile and said,“He’ll have the Imperial Fried Rice, and spring rolls, and I’ll have the Oyakodon.”

‘Hehehe, who knew she would be one to take the initiative and do something about his terrible habits. Even Yuuhasu-san had trouble doing something about that. Unfortunately this would just push the idea that you two are dating.’ with amusement Bara analyzed the situation, as she too placed her order. She was much more subtle about her efforts to push the two together. Of course she didn’t have malicious intent like, Ino as a reason for doing what she did. She in fact wanted them to be happy. She saw something special in the way they behaved around each other and she liked it.

“Awww why do I have to eat healthy...I moved out so I could eat what I want…” complained Ginshin as he stared at the meal he had as he sat down, and it wasn’t that it was a small meal. It’s just he liked to eat Burgers, well sandwiches in general were his favorite.

“What do you eat for breakfast? Icecream?” sharply Sakura proceeded to chide him for his childish behavior, as she too sat down but not too close hoping to make the rumors die down.

“Pfft whaddaya take me for!! I cook, hell I’m a great cook!! If I cooked for ya, you’d be demanding I be your husband! Fine if y’want me to eat more healthily…gon’ need more’n this!” defiantly he replied as he picked up his serving of fried rice and began to eat with enthusiasm.

“Hehehe, Sakura-chan, Ginshin isn’t adverse to eating healthier meals. What you ordered him is part of his normal diet. His burgers are more of a personal choice he gets the same amount of calories as he would eating a proper meal.” explained Bara before she quietly began to eat her meal, she then stopped and glanced over to an empty seat, and casually said, “I wonder where Saki is. She said she had to go have a discussion with, Ino and would be right here.”

“Ginshin-senpai what did you mean by, ‘who I used to be’, that makes me wonder what you used to be like before I met you.” asked the younger Haruno trying to grasp what that kind of comment would mean in fact all the subjects brought forth when he said that seemed odd.

Ginshin of course likely choked on some rice not liking the subject that was being broached because it was part of his shameful past. He didn’t like thinking about who he was before, so consumed with anger and utter hatred.

“Well…Ginshin-kun, you need to tell her. This is your past after all.” was the single comment the gentler of the two Haruno made.

“Sigh…guess  I better make sure she never likes me…” with an exasperated sigh, Ginshin set his bowl and chopsticks down, and took a deep breath since it wasn’t exactly something he liked to talk about. He was doing his best to change who he was to become someone better.

“What y’see here aint who I used t’be, I was a notorious delinquent before, I used to be angrier and more hateful. No this aint the Cafeteria Incident people talk ‘bout. That was just a food fight that got way outta hand, but when I first came to this school…“

One year ago it was the start of the term students had arrived from both The Temple and Konoha’s own primary Academy. Ginshin on the other hand had also arrived, but he was far from put together and presentable. His hair much messier, with a slew of piercings, snake bite in his lower lip, and eight cuff piercings each engraved with one of the trigrams. His dress shirt wasn’t even buttoned, revealing his bare toned torso, and instead of the standard dress pants he was wearing black cargo pants.

“Feh, I can’t believe I have to go to this shithole.” in disgust he complained as he slowly walked through the campus courtyard a smug smirk as he made his way to the classroom assignment board. Scouring the list he found himself assigned to Class 1-C with the outcasts he was familiar with.

“Button your shirt, this will be your only-“ spoke a member of the Disciplinary committee, noted by their more military style dress uniform with an armband with the village symbol on it. Of course they didn’t get to finish their sentence as Ginshin spun about face and grappled hold of their head and fell into a dead drop planting both knees firmly into their face knocking them out.

“Who else?! WHO ELSE WANTS TO TELL ME WHAT T’DO!? Huh?!” loudly he made his threat as he struck a pose looking left and right enjoying the looks of terror in the eyes of the student body. He began to walk away from the downed Disciplinary Committee member a feeling of satisfaction filling his mind as he took sight of the now frightened student body, he then made a boastful declaration, “Realize now, yer Halcyon days are over! Because ya’ll have me t’deal with! I am your Destroyer God! Run afoul of me and I will see y’broken on the ground just like this stupid mother fucker!”

“That’ll be enough.” interjected a voice challenging the behavior of the Jinketsu heir, because what had just happened was itself uncalled for behavior. A slender man of at least the same age as Ginshin, his black hair cut in a more military style cropped hair cut lightly spiked. His eyes were cold and narrowed aggressively. He dressed in the more military style uniform that the Disciplinary Committee favored, black with red piping. Shimura Resshi was this boys name and he wanted to enforce his Code of Ethics to the letter, he wouldn’t allow this delinquent’s behavior.

“Lee, Neji, subdue this ruffian.”

“Right!” announced Rock Lee as he emerged from behind Resshi, dressed in the Committee’s standard uniform.

“On it…” spoke Neji as he emerged as well, he too was dressed in the uniform.

“Keh…y’think that’s enough?

“If that’s the way you want to play it, all Disciplinary Committee members, report to the Courtyard. We have a trouble maker.”

In an instant several members of the Disciplinary Committee arrived on the scene. The hopes were to invoke enough fear the trouble maker would stand down but that wasn’t an option this time.

“Heh, that’s cute, I call that Tuesday. Let’s be honest, I could kick each and every one of your asses. You…bowl cut, I’d really kick your ass. Just cause I can’t stand your atta boy routine…”

“I think you’re misinterpreting the math here. I have over a dozen skilled people ready to take you down. I have an army.”

“Heh, that’s cute…Garou, if you would?”

It was in that moment a monstrous shadow landed right behind Resshi , the mohawked beast then grabbed Resshi by the neck and effortlessly lifted him off the ground and with a light snarl said, “The Boss will not be harassed.”

“Put ‘im down big guy…”

“Right…” a single word reply from the mountainous Inuzuka as he tossed the smaller male off to the side like he were a rag doll.

“There’s gon’ be some new rules ‘round here. We’ll wear our uniforms but you cucks aint gon’ tell us how we’re gon’ wear em.”

“We won’t let you Mongrels do as you please!”

“Mongrel…” with a guttural growl Ginshin replied as he stood up and sprinted forward with blinding speed, stepping up on Resshi’s knee he swiftly drove his right knee square into his jaw prior to angrily yelling out, “NEVER CALL US MONGRELS! Just because our ancestors were immigrants doesn’t make us lesser beings! WE DEMAND YOUR FUCKING RESPECT!!”

It was at that moment Lee unable to keep his cool rushed forward and clocked Ginshin along the jaw with a right hook, angrily saying, “We cannot allow a lunatic like you to run free and do as he pleases. It is most unsightly!”

“Heh…that so?” he smugly said as he wiped some blood from his lip a self-satisfied smirk crossing his visage as his fingers twisted.

“Yes…we won’t allow you to be a disturbance in this school…Fate has decided you should be expunged.” replied Neji as he slipped in behind the Jinketsu slipping into his Gentle Fist, knowing he shouldn’t hold back against this guy.

“Heh…ya’ll have to try hard than that!” is all that Ginshin said as he walked away from the two, seeming to disregard them, pulling out his phone he dialed a number on the phone and casually spoke saying, “Kasegi what's the over under at? Really? “

Both moved or tried to move to stop him, but found their movement restricted by a Shadow Possession Technique. The one executing this technique was none other than Roku, who still dressed the way he did then. But unlike his cousin he had no issues of stamina while using the technique, because after years of training within The Temple he had built up a high level of endurance and stamina.

“Roku, do it. Kasegi says if they hit each other it will be a swerve that will take those that bet against us for a loop.”

“There she goes fixing bets again…oh well she’s the one who said it’d make some money if we picked a fight with the Disciplinary Committee.” initially complaining the Nara stepped forward and let loose a gut punch, which in turn cause both to strike each other in the abdomen, and the force he used in his punch cause them to effectively knock the wind out of each other.

Kneeling next to the dazed Resshi, Ginshin smirked smugly as he grabbed hold of his head and said callously, “This aint personal…it’s just business. But…don’t think this is the end, there’re gon’ be some changes round here.”

Smugly he walked away, certain of his victory in this instant, of course Resshi was not one to stay down and lick his wounds. Producing a jitte he slowly rose to his feet and swiftly ran towards Ginshin, swinging the blunt weapon downward he aimed to disable one of the legs. But he failed to anticipate that Ginshin had planned on this, the silver haired ruffian dropped downward and thrust his elbow back executing a low blow…in more ways than one. The evident leader of the Disciplinary Committee dropped to the ground roaring in agony as he fell into a fetal position.

Naturally, Ginshin wasn’t done yet as he stalked around the downed boy a look of disappointment in his eyes as he coldly and heartlessly said, “Didja really think that’d work? I think y’need a reminder not to try that shit on me again…”

Focusing in on the boy’s dominant arm a fiendish sneer took to Ginshin’s maw as he quickly proceeded to push Resshi onto his belly and step on his upper back, proceeding to take hold of his arm and begin pulling it back towards him. The screams of agony echoing throughout the courtyard, as a fiendish look of delight took to the Jinketsu’s face, it only become more sadistic until the sickening crack rang out and the arm was released. The dark haired boy cried out in painful agony clutching his arm in pain as tears fell from his eyes.

“The sure fire way to let someone know ya won…is via submission…the sufferin’ will haunt them forever…” callously the silver haired boy commented as he walked away, a sadistic look on his face as he slowly began to laugh in delight at the chaos he had wrought. He would have to realize down the road that his use of brutal force only created more problems for him. In the end no matter how many arms he broke, no matter how much chaos he created, he was unsatisfied, because it would never bring him closure to that incident in his past.

“…I hate who I used to be. Always angry cause I thought people were judging me because o’my heritage or my connection to the Senjuu. I really want to change who I am…but sometimes no matter how hard I try there’s no escapin’ my past.” remorsefully the silver haired Shinobi commented as he finished his story placing his chopsticks atop the now empty bowl, a meditative gaze taking to his eyes as he laced his fingers creating a bridge which he rested his chin upon.

“Wow…I never imagined that there were two aspects to you…” began Sakura after hearing the story about the old behavior of the Senpai she thought was a careless jerk, she then smiled softly and said, “But, I think it’s great that you’re trying to change who you are. It does take a lot…wait…did…did he just say he has connection to the Senjuu?!”

“That’s right my adorable baby brother and I are blood relatives to the Shodai and Nidaime!” replied the now familiar voice of Yuuhasu as she appeared behind Ginshin and quickly embraced him affectionately, much to his chagrin. As noted by the flailing of his arms.

“L-Lemme go!! Lemme go!! Yuu-nee!! I toldja not at school!! I DUN NEED MORE RUMOOOOOOOORS!! I don’ need people thinkin’ I have some weird relationship with my sister!”

“As for you…” began the older Jinketsu, relinquishing her hold on her brother before she quickly shifted her glance to Sakura and continued, “You can call me Neesan! Since it seems you’re dating him! To think Spring has come for my adorable baby brother!!”

“WE ARE NOT DATING!!” was the loud protest from the two parties that made up the perceived budding romance.

“Hehehe…the more y’two deny it the more it looks real!”

That’s when Ginshin’s phone proceeded to ring, his eyes instantly filled with trepidation as he knew who it was without looking. Because his ringtone was set to a dirge for this person in particular, he didn’t need to bother looking to see who it was. He thought about rejecting the call because he didn’t want to talk to the person calling.

“Ya know she isn’t gonna stop calling…you better answer it…answer the damn phone!” barked Yuuhasu, subtly hinting that she didn’t want to explain how she allowed something like this to happen under her watch.

“F-Fine…” was the weak willed reply from Ginshin as he cautiously picked up his phone and unlocked the screen. But before he could even answer, he was had to pull the phone away from his head, wincing as the person on the other end began yelling at him.

[“What is the meaning of this?! I told you!! If you want a girlfriend you  need  myapproval!! YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION YOUNG MAN!!! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!”]

“M-Mom, it aint wha-”

[“It isn’t what it looks like?! It looked like you were kissing a girl to me!! Let me talk to her!! And don’t try to tell me she isn’t there! I see you through the window!!”]

That is when, Ginshin, Yuuhasu, Sakura, and Bara all turned their heads and a look of abject horror took to their faces as they saw Kintora was motioning that she had her eyes on them.

Kintora was a middle aged woman with graying golden blond hair, her long blond hair nearly tied back into a low hanging pony tail. She had eyes of deep blue resembling those of a tiger, or in this case a tigress. Her slender frame was draped in a gold and black long coat, while she dressed with a simple cream colored sweater and long black dress. She rested against an ornate cane featuring a tiger motif to help her retain balance on her right side, as for why is a story for another time.

“Ginshin…your mom is scaring me.” Sakura stated with mild fear of the older woman.

“She scares everyone….” in a dry and emotionless tone tinged with embarrassment Ginshin responded as he buried his face into his hands, repeatedly saying why, why, why, because he was beyond embarrassed at this point he was mortified.

 “OH MY GOD! Is that “Gold Tiger” Jinketsu Kindora?!” excitedly Tenten stated as she stared in shock that one of her role models appeared at the school. Her manner of uniform was pretty standard, just a white dress shirt, tie, and plaid skirt, which was predictable for the young Kunoichi who wanted to be remembered for her skill rather than her appearance. Her hair on the other hand was two braids that she had woven into twin buns.

“Except her…” sighed the Jinketsu heir as he knew instantly it was Tenten so he didn’t even lift his head, after another weary sigh he said, “…Really, Tenten, really? Really? Really?”

“But Kintora-sama is one of the coolest Kunoichi ever! Next to Tsunade-sama that is! Mistress of the Kusari-gama! Wait…what did you do this time…I better check…” pulling out her phone,  she checked NinScroll and Striker and quickly shifted her glance to Ginshin her eyes half closed as she coldly said, “…I can’t believe you, you’re supposed to be setting an example as Student Council President, and you do this?! AND AREN’T YOU ENGAGED TO SHIRAYUKI!?”

“Not by choice!! If I had a choice I wouldn’t pick a girl that can do an oujo cackle at a moment’s notice! Besides my crazy mother engaged me to probably twelve other girls I lost count…”

[“HAH! SEE THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON’T LET ME PICK-“]

But of course Kintora wasn’t allowed to finish lecturing her son as the phone was snatched away from her hands by an individual who stepped in. A tall individual with silver hair pulled back and tied into braid like some kung fu master, his stern dragon like eyes or rather eye peering into the cafeteria from outside his other eye unfortunately was covered by an eyepatch with a scar running vertically above and below it. He dressed with a certain flare that almost shouted Sword Master, a blue and white Chinese style top with a high collar and a dragon embroidered across the front and back, black cargo pants, a black vest lightly resting on his slender frame.

[“Sorry about this Ginshin.  I’ll escort her off the premises…I think this is the reason Kurogane is never around…”]

“Shirogane let me go this instant! I need to determine if she is acceptable as bride for my son! I said let me go!!”  loudly complained the older kunocihi, flailing her arms in protest as she was dragged away by her brother in law. The sheer manner of her behavior was really similar to Ginshin when he was dragged away by Hotaru earlier.

“I think it’s a simple misunderstanding but if you must do it after school.  You’ve been warned about this before, no matchmaking during school hours. I hate that Kurogane is never around to deal with your behavior…” was the stern comment from

“LET ME GOOOOOOOO!!!”

“I’m actively considering becoming a Rogue Ninja…but she would probably track me down an’ force me to marry someone…” Ginshin said as he proceeded to complain as he just fell back and laid on the floor just giving up on life in general as he wearily said, “I’m just gon’ lay here until mom forgets I exist…”

 “Awww it’s okay Gin-chan…it’s not like you have to pick the clan believes in polygamy after all.”

“THAT ISN’T HELPING YUU-NEE!! Why should I go through with that if I don’t feel anything for the women…who do I look like, a generic harem protagonist? I SHOULD BE A LIGHT NOVEL HAREM PROTAGONIST DAMNIT!! I don’ wanna be one of those shallow protagonists who ignores the more true loves!”

“But mom picked out Madoka because you two get along so well! Wasn’t she your first lo-” began the Puppet Mistress as she proceeded to tease her…as she would put it, adorable baby brother, of course she wasn’t allowed to finish that sentence.

The very moment Yuuhasu started to talk of Madoka triggered Ginshin’s face to turn red as a strawberry, he hopped to his feet and pointed to Yuuhasu as he loudly said, “T-That…I got work t’do in the Student Council Room!!”

“Kehehehe…it’s always cute when he gets flustered!” chimed Yuuhasu amused with the way he became so embarrassed he stormed out of the lunchroom.

Watching as he hastily ran away, Sakura tilted her head trying to make sense of the situation before turning to her teacher and asked, “Wait…Polygamy? And who’s Madoka?”

“Hehe…that first one is kinda complicated I think he needs to be the one to explain it to you. As for who Madoka is…she’s over there. There is a legitimate reason he went from hateful lunatic to a decent person.  And it’s her.” explained Yuuhasu as she directed Sakura’s attention to a girl across the cafeteria.

There she stood a sophisticated beauty among the second year students. Her long ash brown hair would have normally fallen down to the middle of her back, but the length was neatly styled.  Her long hair elegantly framed the sides of her slender face. Her air was parted evenly down the middle, with her bangs combed to the sides the length in the back was beautifully woven into braids that looped around twice, before they were tied off into twin tails that gently rested over either shoulder.  She dressed with white a sleeveless dress shirt and red plaid skirt, with a pair of white knee socks. Her features were almost serene, even the color of her eyes they were pale blue like a clear sky on a peaceful day.  She lived up to her name, Madoka, tranquil.

‘There are two incarnations to Senpai…the idiotic fool I met and the darker one who went as far to break someone’s arm for getting on his wrong side. And the one who knows which is the real Ginshin…is her. The more I learn about him the more I wonder if he isn’t putting on a brave face like Naruto when in truth he’s as broken as Sasuke-kun…” thought Sakura as she got a good look at Madoka, she was unsure what to think now since she was starting to get familiar with Ginshin. But now there were two images of the boy in her mind. The charming clown she met that morning and the Herald of War that wrought disorder upon the campus a year ago. 

And then there was the aspect of the maidenly Madoka and how she somehow changed him. Something about her just made Sakura feel inadequate. It wasn’t because Madoka had a bigger bust, but rather the thought that she could change Ginshin from a depraved madman into someone that actually tried to not fight, she began to think to herself, ‘What kind of woman is she, is she so strict that she scared him into submission.’

“No…she isn’t strict she scared him into submission. Yes I know what y’were thinkin’. Everyone thinks that, but truth is…that girl, she truly loves Ginshin, she loves him enough to save him from himself.” casually and with a faint smile Yuuhasu explained  as she stood up to leave, and coolly said, “Try not to be late for class, lunch is almost over.”

Author’s Note: That’s Chapter 2. It’s a bit longer than the first chapter. I originally planned to have the land of waves arc start with chapter 3 but I have no idea when that will be because I’m setting the stage for the story.  There are bound to be some errors in this one, I will fix them as soon as I can.