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Kaguya would kill for some Ninja Flakes right about now.
Not that a traditional meal of fish, rice, and miso soup was bad per se, but she really could use a bit of a buzz from sugar to offset the mood. Breakfast with her family was always either awkward or dull. It had been a long time since things had been some degree of pleasant.
Now, it was just cold and quiet, the only diners being her lord uncle Hisashi, lady Hinata, and Hanabi. Her big brother Neji was gone, on a mission, though he rarely dined with them even when he was home.
Not exactly the best way to start off the day, especially considering what today was. They had just completed their final exam yesterday and graduated, and today they would be assigned teams and Jounin sensei to teach them.
Not that Hiashi seemed to care.
Hanabi seemed to though.
“So, sis, I hear you and Kaguya graduated from the academy.”
“U-um. Y-yes.” Hinata said.
Kaguya didn’t fail to notice the slight hesitation in her uncles movements nor the clenching of his jaw, though she suspected her cousins did not. Kaguya flinched. Even with his elder daughters achievements, he could not see her as anything but a failure considering her achievements.
“S-so we’re going t-to be receiving our team assingnments today. K-Kaguya and I.”
“Hmph. Do as you will.” Hiashi said dismissively.
“I wish I could go to the academy.” Hanabi sighed.
“There is no need for that. You are capable, unlike your sister.” Hiashi said, matter-of-fact.
Hinata flinched at her fathers words, but said nothing. Hanabi shot Hinata an awkward look while Kaguya, frustrated, focused on her meal.
“But I-”
“That’s enough.” Hiashi didn’t raise his voice, but his words were enough to stop Hanabi’s objections. He set down his chopsticks, having already finished his breakfast. “Bathe and prepare yourself, you have training in one hour.”
With that, he stood up to leave the dining hall.
“Y-yes father.” Hanabi said, rising from the table as well, leaving just Hinata and Kaguya behind. Well, them and now the servants who came in to clear away the dishes.
The two remaining kunoichi finished their meals in silence, before Kaguya stood up. She donned her new Konoha headband, placing it over the Caged Bird Seal on her forehead.
She didn’t fail to notice Hinata (who wore hers around her neck) awkwardly looking away, but said nothing.
“Well, I am heading out.” Kaguya said as the servants took away their dishes. It was early, but for a long while she had preferred to spend as little time as possible in the Hyuuga district. She wasn’t really that welcome in the place.
“Right.” Hinata said. “We should get going to the academy.”
“I’m going to the training fields.” Not that Kaguya disliked Hinata, but she wasn’t really in the mood to deal with her now.
“O-oh.”
Kaguya occasionally mused on her name.
Kaguya Hyuuga. It was both an identification, and a literal statement of what she was. The Kaguya Hyuuga. Bastard daughter of two clans. She held two Kekkei Genkai’s. The Byakugan of the Hyuuga clan, and the Shikotsumakyu of the Kaguya clan.
Truth be told, Kaguya knew very little about her origins. She never knew her birth parents, them being presumed dead as an infant. She didn’t even know their names. There were guesses on Hyuuga’s who had been thought dead in the last war or killed by monsters who might have actually disappeared or become missing-nin, but there were no way to be sure.
She knew even less about the clan of whose name she shared. Details were scant, even in the Konoha records. From what she had managed to piece together, they were a clan that resided in the Land of Water but had resisted joining Kirigakure unlike how so many other clans had done when the ninja villages were being founded.
Unfortunately they were also belligerent idiots which led to them eventually staging an attack on Kiri for some dumb reason and getting completely wiped out. Morons.
Stupidity aside, this unfortunately left Kaguya in a bind. With the Kaguya clan gone, this left her with nobody to teach her how to utilize her Shikotsumakyu. The records of Konoha were equally sparse as they had been a reclusive clan beforehand and actual manifestations of the Kekkei Genkai were rare among them. Kaguya had had to figure out how to make it work mostly herself.
Holding out her hands, she activated the ability. Bone protruded from the palm of her hand, forming into a kunai. The flesh flowed around the bone it protruded, closing shut as the kunai was finished. With a flick of her wrist the bone-kunai was thrown towards a training dummy, landing directly in its heart. A few more kunai were made and thrown, striking unerringly at other vital points.
She then leaped into the air, flipping over the training ground with acrobatic ease. Ordinarily, such a leap would require the infusing of chakra, but for this height Kaguya had no such need, utilizing her physicality alone.
At the apex of her leap over the training field, she generated multiple bone-kunai in each of her hands and hurled them repeatedly as she spun. As she landed, she inspected her handiwork. Each dummy in the field had a bone spike embedded in each of its marked vital spots.
Kaguya ran her hand through her long hair. It was easy, as usual. But that wasn’t what she was here to practice.
Kaguya landed and prepared. Kaguya had thought she had understood her own abilities. She was a kunoichi with the Shikotsumakyu, the Byakugan, and trained in the Hyuuga’s hidan taijutsu: Juuken along with her brother. The two had mastered techniques normally reserved only for the clan’s main branch.
At least, that was until recently.
Kaguya looked at hand, focusing. It wasn’t long before it happened, sparks began to form. The electricity leaped in jolts between her fingers, lights sparkling in her gaze. Turning her attention to a dummy, she held out her hand towards it. A bright flash lit up the shady training ground as a bolt of lightning arced from her fingertips to strike the dummy head, blasting a blackened hole through it.
With another gesture, the lightning dispersed from her hand, and instead the winds began to swirl around her arm, ruffling her kimono. She pushed forwards, and a gust of wind blasted across the field, knocking over another dummy.
Kaguya had no idea where these new abilities had come from. They had only manifested about a week ago, completely surprising her during one of her solo training sessions. She hadn’t even told anyone about it yet (not that she thought those idiots would be able to figure anything out).
She wondered if this was another ability of the Kaguya clan, though she wasn’t sure. Absolutely nothing in Konoha’s records described the clan as possessing these abilities.
Kaguya formed more electricty in her hands. Was this some sort of nature transformation? Kaguya had never trained in Lightning Release (Raiton in the Old Language). Or any other kind of elemental jutsu for that matter (not that she was exactly complaining).
The feeling was strange when using it as well (and not just the fact that the electricity kinda tickled). It didn’t seem to draw upon her own chakra, even when looked at through the Byakugan. So where did it come from? Kaguya had no idea currently.
Letting the lightning disperse, she shrugged her shoulders. She supposed she could save those questions for another time. Right now, it was getting to about time to head back into town and to the academy.
Kaguya turned to leave… and found a pair of hands groping her breasts.
“What the-?!”
“Hey, good mornin’ Kaguya.” Said the girl who had suddenly emerged behind her.
“Katsuragi?! What the hell are you doing all the way out here?!”
“Gropin’ your boobs.” The blond-haired girl said bluntly, before giving them another squeeze, causing Kaguya to let out an involuntary moan.
“Agh, let go!” Kaguya demanded, before another squeeze made her moan again.
“Why?” Kat asked.
“Haven’t you already had enough groping?” Kaguya managed to ask.
“Never! Besides, they’ve gotten even bigger! It’s a whole new experience!”
“Well you’ve had your experience now.” Kaguya slipped free of Katsuragi’s grasp, and turned to face her. The girl had long blonde hair and wore her shirt completely open, seemingly only gravity and the lack of wind keeping her decent.
Katsuragi continued to approach Kaguya, fingers eagerly wiggling. “C’mon that’s not enough! You can’t tell me your satisfied with just a-”
“Eight Trigrams – Four Palms!” Kaguya struck four quick blows against Katsuragi, who gasped and fell to the ground, dazed.
Kaguya shrugged. She hadn’t put that much chakra into the strikes, the effect would only be temporary. And so she departed back towards the Academy.
As she left, Kaguya mused that she did have at least a modicum of respect for the perverted kunoichi. Katsuragi wasn’t ashamed of who she was. She knew what she liked and was openly proud of it.
Still, she really hoped she didn’t get placed on the same team as Katsuragi. Or any of the many other idiots at the academy...