School Exchange

Principal Yaga seriously stared at the boy in front of him. 'The Uchiha, they were always resilient, not too this extent though' he thought to himself, he was reluctantly impressed at the boy's recovery.

"What!" Fukashi hissed at the principal.

"I said, you will not be participating in the exchange event, do you perhaps have another injury in your ears as well Uchiha" Principal Yaga, while impressed at the boy's recovery, was also realistic.

He was still too injured to compete, he hates to do this as not only will his school be more likely to lose, he also remembers what it's like to be a teenager so he will try to explain as simply and as bluntly as possible.

"You are still to injured" and just as Fukashi was about to speak up the principal stopped him with a sharp glare "and yes you are still a strong sorcerer even with the injuries, but and I mean this I will not risk you getting injured again by sending you out to fight while you are in bad shape."

As Fukashi looked to speak up in protest again, Principal Yaga spoke first. "Think of an injured sports player. Is it worth it for said player to play a game and risk further injury half way through their healing process" Yaga saw the resistance start to fade from Uchiha's face and pressed his point.

"Truly Fukashi, your healing process has been tremendous, but I will not risk your health for some ridiculous school event" Yaga said while maintaining eye contact with the boy.

Fukashi grunted before standing up "I'm going there to watch them then" he said with a slight glare as he exited the room in a dramatic fashion.

Yaga heard the door slam and went back to his ever growing pile of paperwork with a sigh that spoke of his ever growing boredom at the task.

—-

Maki was relieved, while it would be great if they had Fukashi on their team. It would be better if he just properly healed. She still couldn't get the gruesome image of his half dead body out of her head.

Panda and Inumaki clearly felt the same as they both released a subtle sigh of relief when Fukashi had announced the news he couldn't help them in the fight.

They also breathed another sigh of relief as the last of the group showed up, Nobara Kugisaki finally showed up. Oddly though she had a suitcase in her hand.

Fukashi watched as the second years informed said girl that her suitcase wasn't necessary after all they were hosting the exchange event.

He ignored the sudden outburst of anger from the first year with practised ease.

His attention quickly switched to an approaching group from behind. The group consisted of 6 people, the most noticeable of the group was a copper robot with green eyes.

He focused in on the conversation when a familiar looking green haired girl spoke. "You actually came to greet us?" She paused as if actually contemplating before continuing "So amauter" she said with a sneer.

'She must be related to Maki' they look like sisters or at least cousins. He narrowed his eyes as the girl met his own. Her yellow eyes were focused, like a hawks.

Very similar to Maki's own.

He quickly focused when the boy with the dodgy hair and closed eyes started to speak. "With sorcerers physical age is irrelevant" Fukashis right eyebrow shot up in slight confusion, he must have missed a part of this conversation.

The teen kept speaking "Especially with those two, Megumi Fushiguro, someone who is from the Zen'in bloodline but he is very talented, more so than even than the head of the clan" Fukashi noticed the green haired girl who looked like Maki scowl.

"And him, Fukashi Uchiha" Fukashi felt the tension between the group's rise "The last member of his prodigious clan and someone who took out a special grace curse on his lonesome"

"Luckily he's too injured to compete today" he noticed the relief on some of the other schools faces Fukashi scowled, who the hell was this stupid looking bastard to know about his healing process.

His sharingan activated as he glared at the group, the tension rose several levels. The tallest one with purple dark seemed to tense whereas the robot only stared in intrigue.

A blue haired girl suddenly got between the groups with a stupid smile on her face as she tried to resolve any building tension.

His glare was quickly focused on said girl who almost looked as if she was about to start trembling like a scared rabbit.

Said tension was broken when a pretty older woman suddenly clapped. "Okay now, let's not fight," she said with a resigned look on her face. She seemed to mutter something inaudible under her breath but spoke up again.

"Where's that idiot?" She asked, for some reason everyone but Fukashi seemed to know who this idiot was.

Fukashi looked around looking for said idiot but couldn't find anyone until he heard Panda speak.

"Satoru is running late" The pretty woman only sighed and opened her mouth to speak only to be interrupted by the sounds of wheels.

Fukashi looked back only to see Satoru Gojo running towards them with a…suitcase rolling ahead of him.

"Hey everyone! Just got back from a big business trip" he said while he started to pick up some odd pink dolls on top of his suitcase.

"Okay so for the Kyoto students I got you all some Tribal protection charms!" Gojos voice was excited and bubbly as he handed the Kyoto students the dolls.

They didn't exactly seem too excited by them, except the girl with blue hair, she seemed a bit too happy.

In a sudden whirl Gojo had turned round to face the Tokyo students "For my wonderful Tokyo students I got you this! Tada!" He said while pointing towards the small suitcase on the floor.

Then in an even more dramatic fashion the crate shot open and out came a boy with bright pink hair and small markings under his eyes.

He was doing an odd dance as he exited the crate, Gojo quickly spoke up while pointing towards the boy.

"It's your long dead friend, Yuji!" He announced like a sports presenter. Fukashi felt a little disappointed, he didn't know this guy.

He looked over to the Kyoto students 'I wish I got a cool tribal protection doll' he thought to himself.

Looking back at his school he found Megumi and the other first year looked, well they didn't look excited.

Neither did this Yuji guy, the sudden look of dread didn't look too good on him.

Almost everyone looked terrible today he realised as he saw an insanely old man with possibly the worst hair he's ever seen.

The old man stood with a surprised look on his face as he stared towards the pink haired boy, Yuji.

Said pink haired boy was slowly talking to his fellow first years, Fukashi turned around and met eyes with the other green haired girl.

He kept eye contact up until she looked away, a Uchiha never loses a staring contest.

He turned back to Maki, he wanted to ask her about any potential relationship she had with the girl only for Gojo to shoot past him.

Then before he could blink, Gojo was suddenly eye to eye with the old man while clearly threatening him.

Fukashi sighed, this won't be as fun as he thought it would be.

"Okay so the first challenge will be the wacky exorcism race! Now-"

—-

So all they had to do was exorcise a second grade spirit, he scoffed that was easy.

Now the two schools had to separate and plan for the coming task.

He went to follow the retreating Maki only to have Gojo place his large hand on his shoulder. He stopped and turned his head back to the tall man who only grinned in response to Fukashis dirty look.

"Nope, you're not participating, remember." He said matter of factly. Fukashi scowled, he glared at the man and spoke back with an aggravated tone.

"Then what the hell am I meant to do all day?" He hissed back at the white haired man whose grin only seemed to widen.

"Well you'll be spectating with me, Utahime and the other teachers" he said while pointing at the pretty older woman. Fukashi sighed as he reluctantly followed the group of teachers.

This sucked.

—-

He didn't notice the other principal's eyes on him.

'They said he couldn't even sit up' his eyes were wide.

'The higher ups also told me that they confirmed no possible reverse cursed technique' the principal of Kyoto school felt sweat drop down his neck.

'So either the higher ups are lying to me, which would mean they no longer trust me'

'They could have a bad source of information'

'Or, someone is lying to them'

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