Manami passed by the empty room yet again. Her fists clenched involuntarily as she looked at the closed door. A part of her wanted to let it remain empty, but that would somehow feel like a defeat. She had some ideas of what to do, but they did not feel quite right. She sighed as she walked down stairs to make herself some tea.
A short while later she took a sip of her perfectly made tea and wondered what to do today. Daisuke had left for the academy an hour ago, so there was plenty of time to fill up. Her grip tightened around the cup ever so slightly as she thought about Daisuke. He was as stubborn as her, if not more so, and he would certainly manage to graduate. There was no chance of him changing his mind. If pounding on a straw man for seven months did not make anyone understand his dedication, nothing would. No, he'd graduate and then he'd be in danger every time he set foot outside Konoha.
Lost in thoughts about ninjas, she absentmindedly took a sip. It had gone cold. She put down the cup. Her hands shook slightly, so she quickly took hold of the cup again. What could she do? There were families who had been training their young to be ninja for decades, centuries even, with all that support and knowledge they would have an advantage over those who did not. That was not even counting the major advantage those with bloodline limits had! Ninja would ruthlessly exploit any advantage, and Daisuke had no support except for her, but how could she help? She had thought to manipulate Gai into teaching Daisuke more than he did, but his own guilt and remorse had made that unnecessary. Still advice every know and then did not make up for the entire support structure of a ninja clan.
An idea slowly materialised. The beginning of a smile could be seen at the edges of her mouth as she nodded to herself. She put the cup down and walked outside. Her hands did not shake.
-D-
Daisuke walked home from the academy lost in thought. He'd gotten some new achievements.
Henge, Bunshin and Kawarimi… Is it some kind of secret path to success? Learn the basics in and out and utilise them in ways no one had thought of… How did the Henge work anyway? How could one set of hand seals produce that many different shapes? Was it solid or not? There were so many questions and he'd have to wait a whole year!
He imagined himself standing in a clearing. His enemy was facing him sword in hand snarling like a beast.
"What are you waiting for! Draw your sword and die like the honorless bastard you are!"
"I do not need a sword to deal with the likes of you," Daisuke said before running at great speed toward his foe. His speed was so great it left afterimages. In less than a second the clearing was filled with immaculately dressed ninjas. It was not all speed though. Daisuke had sneakily created Bunshin and hid behind the foliage observing the battle carefully.
His fantasies about winning the fight by only using the academy three ground to a halt when he spotted the genin team walk out of his house. They looked dead tired and almost relieved.
"I did not think that a civilian could have such potent killing intent," one of them, a boy with blonde hair and well... There was nothing else that was remarkable at all. They were all bland. The jounin just chuckled prompting Daisuke to give her another look. He doubted that he'd be able to recognise her again even if she bumped into him on the street.
He got looks of pity as they walked past.
"Good luck, kid" the jounin said in a perfectly unrecognisable voice.
Daisuke frowned and put Team Bland out of his head. It was remarkably easy.
"Mother?" he called as he entered.
There was no reply.
Shrugging he made his way upstairs to his room. Just when he was about to enter, he spotted the light coming out from Tokei's room. Daisuke steeled himself as he walked towards the light.
"Oh," he said as he looked around the room with wide eyes.
The wall to the left was completely covered with bookshelves, a study desk and a chemistry set was to his right while plants and three different terrariums occupied the space in between. He walked closer to the tanks and peered inside. One had colourful frogs while the others had vicious looking snakes. He glanced at the plants but could not recognise any of them.
"Are they poisonous?" he wondered out loud.
He shook his head and walked to the bookshelves. They sported books for all the academy years, as well as books with subjects ranging from anatomy to survival.
"Daisuke, come here!" his mother called from outside.
The boy ran to the back yard and saw more changes. Mr Straw had gotten company by Mr Wood and Mr Rock as well as several targets placed strategically around the yard. His eyes lingered on Mr Rock before looking at his fists.
"They assured me that any decent ninja could punch solid rock without any harm," his mother said. She was standing beside a crate full of kunai, shuriken and ninja wire.
"I cannot… will not try to dissuade you from the path you have chosen, but I can at least make sure that you are more than adequately prepared. You will do your best," she said while walking towards him. The firmness in her tone and steel in her eyes did not leave any other choice but to agree.
Daisuke nodded.
"Good," she smiled and kissed his forehead. "Now, get ready for dinner. I have a treat for you after"
"A treat?"
"Snake venom jelly," his mother said without missing a beat. "What kind of mother would I be if you are not resistant by the time you graduate?"