Chapter 5

The two of them, Hikaru and the female receptionist, awkwardly walks in the hallway towards the classroom where most of the clan heirs are. The two of them haven't spoken since earlier and it really bothers Hikaru because of the awkwardness it's creating.

Hikaru just tried to endure the awareness by listening to the sounds that the other classrooms make.

Teachers yelling, children laughing, lectures, and... a thud? He didn't realize it but he has already arrived at the door of the classroom he is looking for. He slightly bumps into the receptionist because he wasn't paying any attention to his surroundings.

The receptionist looks at him and he scratches his head sheepishly and apologized towards the female receptionist.

The receptionist ignored it and knocks on the door three times before she slides the door and enters the room with the nine-year-old Hikaru.

When they entered the room, they saw Iruka covered in orange paint berating a yellow-haired child.

"Naruto! Your pranks have gone too far!" Iruka yelled angrily.

But Naruto just crossed his arms and said with smugness, "You should've paid more attention towards your surroundings if you don't want to be pranked by yours truly, Iruka-sensei."

Iruka knocks the top of Naruto's head with his left first and Naruto clutches his head in pain.

"That's what you get for playing a prank, Naruto. Detention for you, " Iruka said.

"You, Baka-sensei!" Naruto yelled while still clutching his head in pain before running away towards the back of the classroom.

"What did you say?!" Iruka tries to run after Naruto but the lady receptionist cuts him off.

"Ahem!"

Iruka turned his head towards the door and saw the receptionist from the entrance.

"O-oh, Ayami-san, what brings you here?" Iruka said weirdly with a flush on his face.

"I brought a child, he got Hokage-sama's approval to join any classroom he wants to go in, and this is the classroom he picked, " Ayami said stoically. She pointed at Hikaru who's right beside her.

Iruka looks at the child and noticed something really strange, first of all, why is this child wearing that leather made armor from head to tow? And secondly, why does he have his hood on and third, is that a freaking sword on his back?! Even though it's covered in white cloth, but the tip of the sword is cutting the cloth!

He looks back at Ayami and asks, "What's his name?"

Ayami replied, "Hikaru Hiroaki, 9 years old. He just arrived here from another land, the Hokage said in the documents Hikaru gave me."

(Note: Normally this would be his name, Hiroaki Hikaru. The first name is in the right and the last name is on the left).

Iruka looks at Hikaru again and asks, "Hiroaki-kun, what is that on your back?"

Hikaru stared at Iruka before taking the sword on his back.

"This? This is the Drake Sword. I can't show it to you for many reasons, but I can tell you what this thing is made of. If you want, " Hikaru explained.

"No that's not what I mean. What I meant is, why did you bring a sword in the school?" Iruka asked sternly.

"To protect myself, of course. I just arrived in this unknown land and do you think I would go around walking while I ignore my safety?" Hikaru retorted to Iruka.

"No, of course not. It's just that I think some students might try to steal it from you, they might try to play with it and hurt themselves very badly, " Iruka explained.

"Is that it? You're wasting time here, and I think I need to find my seat, " Hikaru said because Iruka is indeed wasting time.

Iruka just gave up and said, "Fine, I'll talk to you later. Anyway, your seat is right there, right beside Sasuke, " he pointed at a raven-haired child in the back, who is brooding his life away.

"Okay, thanks, " Hikaru said while putting the sword back on his, well, back before walking towards his seat.

When he got there, he saw child Sasuke staring at him with his brooding eyes.

"Yo, can I sit here?" Hikaru asked as he greeted him.

Sasuke replied, "Do what you want, " before he turned back into his brooding.

"Okay then, " Hikaru sat beside Sasuke. But as he sat down, he noticed that there were many students glaring at him. Mainly, the female ones. He wondered why and came out of the conclusion that it must be because of his long hair.

He looked at them, "Don't worry, I'm a boy, not a girl, " and said that to calm them down. Which worked.

They all sighed in relief and came back to what they're doing before.