Takeshi sat in the class room, looking out to the desks that where empty, it seemed that there was a lot of time that was passing by since he had been here. His life had changed since then, sat down behind the desk he allowed himself to look at the black board, simple words written on it said Tutor. That was it, today was a special day as he had to give his attention to just two of them. The recent addition to his family and the Hyuuga that had no family. Weird combination but one that he knew would be beneficial.
Now what to teach them today, it could be something dark, something interesting or something that they will have to face one day, I guess the best thing to do is give them the option of what they want to see.
Takeshi stood up, the blue sleeveless trench coat showed the symbol of the Uchiha clan, as he was out of Sennin gear he allowed himself to sigh slightly and stand up heading back to the board he picked up a piece of chalk and begun to scratch it against the surface of the black board, making that awful sound that somehow sounded delightful to him. He allowed himself to finish wiping away anything that was out of place.
Kinjutsu, Genjutsu, Ninjutsu
Three words, each one they had to pick and the topic that they selected. He would teach them about that subject, they had both come a long way and each one deserved the small chance to improve themselves in their development as Ninja. As he allowed himself to ponder the questions at that moment in time he took a seat back down.
As he took the seat and waited for the students to arrive he pondered a few minutes what he would do when they did arrive.
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Now what to teach them today, it could be something dark, something interesting or something that they will have to face one day, I guess the best thing to do is give them the option of what they want to see.
Takeshi stood up, the blue sleeveless trench coat showed the symbol of the Uchiha clan, as he was out of Sennin gear he allowed himself to sigh slightly and stand up heading back to the board he picked up a piece of chalk and begun to scratch it against the surface of the black board, making that awful sound that somehow sounded delightful to him. He allowed himself to finish wiping away anything that was out of place.
Kinjutsu, Genjutsu, Ninjutsu
Three words, each one they had to pick and the topic that they selected. He would teach them about that subject, they had both come a long way and each one deserved the small chance to improve themselves in their development as Ninja. As he allowed himself to ponder the questions at that moment in time he took a seat back down.
As he took the seat and waited for the students to arrive he pondered a few minutes what he would do when they did arrive.
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