The Soga's First Day

Prologue
This story takes place within a village that has been tainted with the blood of rogue ninja who have deflected from Kiri itself for their own ‘’’Selfish’’’ reasons. This has given the village a bad reputation for the ‘’’Selfish’’’ deeds they have done. Its a bright and sunny afternoon with a clear blue sky, a perfect day for the start of something big, something astonishing but feels as though it could be ruined by a single screw up… A Polaroid Perfect Scene.

The Wake-Up
Two children that look very much alike are both silent within their beds. Light from the outside world had peeked through the blinds, hitting a Inochi (NJ)young boy in the eyes which had disturbed him from his deep slumber and opened his eyes. His eyes revealed to be blind and he slowly opened them and sat up from his bed, throwing his blanket across his body. He looks over to a similar looking boy across the room as though he can see with his eyes which seem to be blind. Though as he turned his head, the light had reflected off of them, revealing a pupil which indicates that the young boy possessed a rare eye which belongs to a legendary clan that hadn’t resided within Kirigakure in all of its history. Inochi gets up from his bed, stretching his body and letting out a silent yawn which only someone right next to him could hear. He slowly ambled his way to his dresser and opened the left side, showing an already made suit for him to dress up in. The cloths were a bit dirty but Inochi simply swiped it off like it didn’t really bother him. He closes the door and turns around, looking at the other boy across the room. “Wake… up...” Inochi said in a yawning and tired sounding voice from the deep slumber he had just been through.

The boy hadn’t awoke at first but soon jolted his eyes, having them look around crazily without moving his head. Eventually he calmed down and sat up, rubbing his eyes. “‘’I keep having these ‘’’Dreams’’’ but they won’t go away...’’” He thought within his own mind, hiding the fact that his sleeping hours have become terrible within the last month as he doesn’t want others to worry, a trait he had picked up from his father and had always held from his birth. Zaisho had eventually sprung up from his bed, hiding that he’s been having troubles, and eagerly walked over to the dresser opening the right side and pulling out a different outfit than what Inochi was wearing. He quickly put the suit on with a big smile on his face and looked up, staring Inochi in the eyes. “Well brother, lets make today a hell of one.” With a big smile on his face. He held out his arm in a slanted angle as his brother, Inochi, had held out the same arm at an angle and touched their forearms together, creating an X. They both smiled at one another, “Lets go say morning to dad.” Zaisho said as he quickly ran down the stairs to the dining room, Inochi following at the same pace.