Kiba sat in the corner of the room, staring out the window as he waited for the teacher to arrive.
Compared to most of the kids in the class, Kiba was larger and taller. His size made him stand out among the other students.
'I should've been in a lower class, but somehow I'm stuck here with all these clan kids,' Kiba thought with a sigh as he scanned the room.
The class was filled with prominent names, Uchiha Sasuke, Nara Shikamaru, Akimichi Choji, Yamanaka Ino, Haruno Sakura, Hyuga Hinata, Aburame Shino everyone except Uzumaki Naruto.
When the female teacher entered, she introduced herself with a calm but firm tone. "My name is Mine Yoko. I am a Chunin, and I will be your classroom teacher for this year. Let's begin with attendance."
She started calling names one by one. When she reached Kiba's, she glanced around.
"Kiba, are you here?"
Kiba raised his hand. "Present." The teacher marked her sheet and continued.
Hearing his name, the other Inuzuka in the room tensed. They turned to look, wondering if it could truly be that Kiba, the exiled one. But the boy sitting there bore little resemblance to the outcast they remembered. Satisfied, they turned back, dismissing the thought.
Moments later, the teacher called another name.
"Uzumaki Naruto."
She scanned the room, but Naruto was nowhere in his seat. Just as she was about to move on, she spotted him hanging by the window, painting on the glass.
"Naruto, get down this instant," she ordered, her voice sharp.
Naruto responded by sticking out his tongue, grinning defiantly.
'He's lucky he has time to waste,' Kiba thought as he quietly practiced his chakra control beneath the table.
Two air-filled balloons rested in his hands. He was working on his own version of the Rasengan focusing on maintaining the technique without popping the balloons or making a sound. His concentration was absolute; one wrong move, and they would explode.
The class proceeded as usual, following the day's timetable. When lunch break arrived, Kiba stood from his seat and headed straight to the school library, still feeling full from earlier.
He browsed through the available ninjutsu techniques, noting the Substitution Jutsu, Transformation Jutsu, and Clone Jutsu.
'I should master these three first before moving on to others,' Kiba thought as he jotted them down.
After finishing, he moved to the Fuinjutsu section, a smile forming on his face. This was exactly what he needed to improve his skills.
He became so engrossed in his studies that he even wandered into the Medical Ninjutsu section, completely forgetting about his next class.
Nearly an hour later, a teacher stood behind him, shaking his head at the sight of Kiba's notebook, filled with intricate cross-referenced notes on both Fuinjutsu and Medical Ninjutsu.
The teacher cleared his throat to get Kiba's attention.
Startled, Kiba turned around to see the teacher staring at him with disappointment.
"Why aren't you in class?" the teacher asked.
Kiba hesitated. "Uh... I don't have any excuses. I'm sorry—I forgot."
"Go back to your class," the teacher said sternly.
"On it." Kiba grabbed his notebook and hurried out of the library.
The teacher sighed as he watched him leave.
When Kiba returned to his seat, the teacher was already there, flickering back into the classroom with a swift movement.
'Hmm, I should ask him to teach me that,' Kiba thought, shaking his head.
The class resumed as usual, and after a few hours, it finally ended. As the other students left, Kiba approached the teacher.
"Yes, Kiba? Do you need something?" the teacher asked.
"Can you teach me that movement jutsu you used earlier?" Kiba asked. "If not, could you at least give me the scroll for it?"
The teacher frowned. "I could, but this is a D-rank jutsu. I don't think you're ready for it yet."
"Please," Kiba pleaded, his eyes pleading. "I need something to catch up to the others. They have way more experience than me. I'm just a normal civilian."
The teacher looked away, guilt creeping in. After a moment, he sighed. "Fine, I'll give you the scroll. But you can't share it with anyone else."
"Thank you, sensei!" Kiba hugged him tightly.
Now feeling even more guilty, the teacher awkwardly patted his back before pulling away. He started to write the technique down, but Kiba quickly offered his notebook.
Once the teacher finished, Kiba scanned the notes to ensure everything was correct then hugged him again.
"Thank you so much!" he said before dashing out of the room.
Once in the hallway, he slowed to a walk, a smirk playing on his lips.
'Got it.'
Kiba skipped home, his steps light with excitement.
'Four new techniques to master.'
He flipped open his notebook, scanning the notes he had taken.
"This is going to help me a lot," he muttered.
As soon as he arrived, he decided to test the Transformation Jutsu first. Following the instructions carefully, he formed the necessary hand seals.
A puff of smoke erupted around him. When it cleared, he had taken the form of a tall, lean man with slicked-back brown hair and sharp brown eyes. He wore a standard shihakushō, complete with a long-sleeved haori draped over his shoulders.
"All according to plan," Kiba declared, spreading his arms in perfect imitation of Sosuke Aizen's mannerisms.
Satisfied, he stepped outside and headed toward the river to examine his new appearance in the water's reflection. The smirk on his face mirrored Aizen's own calculating gaze.
'Now, how about this one?'
With another quick set of seals, his body shifted again. This time, his frame expanded into a towering mass of muscle, his bare chest adorned with a roaring lion tattoo. A thick mustache completed the image.
"Who decided that?!" he boomed, his voice now deep and commanding, Escanor, the Lion's Sin of Pride.
Kiba couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of his own power. With a final seal, he released the transformation, his grin widening.
"This is amazing," he said, already planning his next experiment.
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