Tradition in the Fujimoto family was to raise a child to their sixth birthday, which is when they should hold enough knowledge to join the academy. Sometimes they would wait an extra year, but Tadashi was prepared at the age of sixth. Entering the academy to learn the foundation skills he needed to excel as a shinobi, and prepare him for the upcoming challenges he would face as a Shinobi of Hyougagakure.

For months he had studied the foundational classification of jutsu: Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, and Genjutsu. There were much more others which were briefly explained, but only meant to learn once they achieved the Genin rank. The key was to understand the concept of jutsu, and prepare them with the basics.

The key techniques were Kawarimi no Jutsu, Bushin no Jutsu, and lastly Henge no Jutsu. Substitution, Clone, and Transformation. Elements were also slightly went over, chakra explanation, and hand seals. Primarily everything that would prepare a Genin for the future achieves he or she would need. After the month's passed after being lectured at both school, and home...he was prepared. The Genin test was a conjunction of two stages, the first being a hand written test, and the second was a presentation to give example of understanding.

The exam consisted of obvious examples, and showed the direct factual information. Twenty questions total, and you must get fourteen correct to pass. This was required to show that the ninja also understood the concept of what they could do. If one did not understand, one could not advanced, therefore...they would fail as a Genin. Tadashi passed with a sixteen out of twenty which was about average, and waited out the test for the others to finish. That led them to go in alphabetical order of those who passed to preform the three primary jutsu to the instructors, and then exit home. The passing list would be posted outside of the academy in a few hours after the test, or early the next morning.

Tadashi had came back to the academy three hours after the exam to see the new posting, but it wasn't there. This made him extremely anxious, and needed to get an answer. A few of his classmates were there as well discussing, and encouraging eachother that they all successfully passed. That's when they went home after an hour of hanging out, and waited till the next morning.
They all showed up to view the passing report.

Genin Qualifiers
This is the list of all the passing students for this years graduating class. Please report to class room 1A to recieve all the paperwork, identification, and headbands. Open till 1:00 PM to 5:00 PM tuesday through thursday. Those who have not passed please talk to the instructor in room 1A to find out how to retake the exam.
Kiramay Nakamuru 95%
Gendo Hakino 90%
Aaron Hamechi 86%
Katsuro Gensai 82%

Tadashi Fujimoto 80%

A few weeks after the exam happened, Tadashi was now wearing his official headband everyday when he woke up. It was the same rotation, get up to head to the mirror with a large smile, and went to get ready. Shower, brushing teeth, getting changed, and throwing on his headband right under his bangs to wrap around his head. As a Genin he was actually put under his fathers instruction for private lessons, considering the family liked to keep their training personal, but Tadashi was supposed to go do missions with others as commanded by the Kage of the village.

For months the amateur Genin was slowly working up his experience to specifically pass the Chuunin exams. All different areas were molded to perfection, or rather a adequate level for his age. Being seven years old now was something far different than most people would expect as Genin are usually ranged from age of nine to thirteen at least. Being raised with such a potential in mind needed to prepare this shinobi for a quick up rise, and the ability to hold his position with ease.


During this time period he was taught his very own jutsu for usage, of suiton elemental properties, and being his first ninjutsu. It was strong, efficent, and helped him gather experience to carry on his efforts. During this time period he was methodizing on how to combat his opponents which his father gathered different students, chuunin, and other shinobi to spar. Each had their own talents, and he wanted to see how Tadashi faired. It wasn't too too bad, considering he lasted longer than expected, and actually won three out of seven fights.

Genjutsu, and Taijutsu was his weaknesses. They would easily be exploited unless he knew the concepts, and how to combat them. It took him a long time period to prepare but after the five months, and his seventh birthday had passed...his father felt he was ready to use this experience in the upcoming Chuunin exam. It was all a priority in his families name because he was two years under the actual average rate, and this would show the other clans their capabilities.

That's when Tadashi was entered in the exam with roughly forty-eight other Genin from other villages, towns, and local areas. All traveling to this exam to try to get their next official position in their ranking system. To save the long story, Tadashi actually had failed the exam after meeting criteria until his third match. That was the finals, but his opponents were far much superior when it came to being well rounded. During the match against this girl shinobi, he was able to surpress her ninjutsu techniques easily, but she was capable of using her body for further techniques. Closing the distance, and putting a work on the young kid. It ended without severe damage, and the young girl had succeeded in winning her third match. That left her one more final match before reaching the winning rotation, and giving four shinobi the title of Chuunin of their respective villages.

His father wasn't too dissappointed in what happened, understanding his lack of experience, and explained to him that in one year he will pass. It was a promise from his father to him, and Tadashi expected it to be kept. One year had passed till the next Chuunin exam, now being fully focused, and no longer fearful of any competition. It wasn't a sense of underestimating someone, but being confident in his abilities to react when needed. The young Fujimoto was eight now, and that was the limit. The battles flew by with intensity, people from last year in the tournament, and now it seemed to fit well. Perfect competition, and it fueled a fire in him to continue. Doing things his father never saw before, dodging, and weaving through techniques that almost seemed impossible. It was a conjunction with his ninjutsu that create a fortress of solitude that no one seemed to want to mess with. In the end, he had passed...but a lot of casulaties had happened during the battles....many people didn't know their limits...

After his advancement to a official Hyougagakure Chuunin, he was given his own celebration in his family. A Chuunin at the age of eight years old was an achievement, but usually at that young...they take a while to advance further. The Kage places advancements from there, so his father understood it would take a lot of trial and error.

The party was held at his house with a few close family members, family friends, and of course his immediate family. Cake, plenty of food, drinks, and much much more. Even tokens were given to him, small gifts, but rememorable things that were symbolization of the wishes of luck. Much love was given that day, shown through their actions, and their kind warm smiles. It was a shame though, because this wasn't something to be all celebrating about. At least that's what Tadashi ended up thinking later, and even his father seemed to understand this enevitable fact of nature. A shinobi's life was a very cold, harsh, and dictorial one.....

The next few weeks were spent either taking minor missions, or training with his fellow shinobi. A few friends he had picked up during his advancement which showed him the ropes often. They explained they were assigned to the task by the higher ups, considering how young he was, but they both seemed to be very excellent shinobi. Not to mention, amazing people. Two girls actually which looked over him as a younger brother, but Tadashi's infatuation couldn't be helped. It was two beautiful girls what else was he supposed to think!?

His friends were Sadii Myojo, and Emi Ketsueki...both individuals who were beautiful on the outside but had an inner ability to turn into demons quickly. Almost literally. Sadii was actually an angel, and seemed like it...but she had her days. Beautiful long straightened blonde hair which reached down right to her shoulder blades, a beautiful hour glass figure, and fine features. She was skinny, but not in the unhealthy way; very proportionate. Her eyes were a bright blue, crystalized, and seemed to glow in the sun. Facial expression usually held a smile, and face was unscathed. The girl was taller than Tadashi too, standing five foot six inches while he was five foot four at the time.

On the other hand, her bestfriend Emi....she was a "sexy" girl. Someone who held an appearance that just seemed to tug people at them. Considering she was wrong the Ketsueki clan it informed people she was the "bad girl" type. Often Tadashi would witness people hitting on her, and he'd get a little smug. It was handled though considering she was able to kick most of their asses. Hahahaha. Short black hair, reaching the bottom of her neck, and was additionally straightened like Sadii. Often wearing lipstick, and having a skinnier figure than Sadii. She was also about the same height as Tadashi at the time, but it was bound to change.

These two spent often training together, taking basic missions....up until they had their official first mission. It was classified B-rank, and those three went alone. The mission was explained that an enemy spy had infiltrated our location, and was now making way nearby the hidden mist. They pursuited as fast as possible, now given the hint, and the cross off point where they should cut him off at. It was all successful until they reached this lake, misty, and surrounded with large hills. Trees were around this island, and a large steep cliff which allowed water to stream down the edge into the lake. A minor waterfall.

They had pinned the individual against the waterfall to his back, and no moves to make. Tadashi was standing directly in front of him, Sadii to the left, and Emi to the right. The tree line was behind Emi, and stretched out behind Tadashi's back. That was the only route to escape, considering Sadii had her back to the rocky wall behind her.

A few exchange of words happened, detailing what was going to happen, and Sadii was the leader during this moment. She was making sure the spy understood the consequences of messing with the establishment, but he only snickered. That's when Sadii noticed a movement in the brush, widened her eyes, and chanted out for Emi to look out. Emi pivoted on her feet to turn around noticing two kunai coming in her direction, getting struck by one during the time she was weaving out of the way of the other. It stuck firmly into her shoulder, and forced her to yelp in pain. Just in that moment the spy had moved swiftly toward her, aiming to make a final blow with the melee kunai he held in his right hand. Sadii quickly flickered into her next state, turning demonic, and growing a pair of dark feathered wings. A mixture between a crows, and a bats wings. She was beginning to start her fireball technique to try hording off the opponent, but Tadashi already shot out three bullets of water to strike the spy. One met his ribs, while the other two struck the water to momentarily stun him.

It seemed the spy had reinforcements at this cut off point, suspecting the worst, and aiming to get away with the intel. The spy had actually been killed during the battle, giving them a mission success, but it was with an important loss. Emi had began to start using more and more of her blood techniques which began to deeply effect her. At one point it was obvious she knew that if she continued using them...she would die. She continued. Sadii seemed to be hurt the most, but Tadashi was in pursuit of that feeling. She mustered all the strength she could to try and save her bestfriend. Emi raised her voice as loud as she could as she was mustering handseals, holding back the opponents with the support of Tadashi launching water bullets. "GET OUT OF HERE! DAMNIT! DON'T MAKE THIS FOR NOTHING!" that whole phrase killed Sadii, and Tadashi. They were being selfish, but so was Emi. Selflessness was acted on that day when Tadashi, and Sadii had turned around to leave. The last good bye they could give to Emi was letting her life be for a great cause....

Months after what had happened, Tadashi was training consistantly to become stronger, and didn't want anyone to tell him otherwise. Sadii often found him at the training grounds in the bitter cold without the proper clothing passed out in the snow. She was lucky the first time she found him or else he might have died out there, but now it was a reoccuring thing. They eventually fought over it, telling him he was so stupid for him wasting his life like he was....

"Don't you tell me I'm wasting my life away! I'M DOING THIS FOR EMI!" his voice was pained, and hateful. Sadii couldn't help but get enraged because she had knew Emi since she was a little girl. They grew up together.

"EMI DIED FOR YOU! SO WHY DIE IN VAIN YOU STUPID BOY!" her voice shrieked in anger, attacking Tadashi, but making the biggest point he needed to hear. What was he doing? After that argument he started to recollect everything. He started to understand that training so hard was an obvious attempt to be strong enough to protect or save someone when the time arised. It was also a false attempt to wish that if he was strong enough then maybe he could have saved Emi before......

Years had passed, and now Tadashi was thirteen years old. Fiveyears had passed since what had happened, and the two of them seemed so much better. It wasn't without obvious signs that the topic was always going to be a touchy one with them, but importantly....they understand to accept what had happened. They live for Emi now.
Sadii, and Tadashi were bestfriends now. It seemed like everything worked out perfectly, in the most unusual, and unexpected way. Perfection doesn't come of everything happening without fault, but faults are what help things piece together into a beautiful masterpiece. It was around this time that the Kage had noticed Tadashi, and Sadii were majority over what had happened. That emotional barrier is what prevented them to excel, but now they were filled with potential now. That's what made the decision easy, and he sent a letter to both homes. Sadii was over Tadashi's house when he recieved it, requesting a summons to the office, and Sadii rushed home. They eventually both had met up at the office seemingly both had gotten the request, and were to meet the Kage on official business. The high up had explained that through their long time of work, dedication, and what happened with their peer...they were strengthened as people. It had nothing to do with being a shinobi at that point, but what they did as human beings. That soul that hardened inside of them, also learned that acceptance brings beauty, and that's exactly what the seeds needed. They needed to be given smiles, and tears to experience a full bloom. Sunlight, and water metaphor.

They were granted the offering of being Special Jounin under the supervision of himself, and other Jounin. They were undergoing the process of being official village elites, but that was in due time. Much training, missions, and determination would take to get there. All these things were explained before they were supposed to accept. In that moment, everything flushed the both of them, and they couldn't help but shed a few tears.....

Emi died so they could live. A death...for life. So when great things die, great things flourish. They wanted to live for Emi, and give that life she lost a meaning. It had plenty of a meaning, because...they were here now. "I accept." they both said in unison, and that was the day they were going on a long journey to experience life in the name of Emi.

Tadashi was wrapped up in a tan jacket, hood raised, and fur trimmed the edge of the hood. It was big, fluffy, and obviously made to endure the harshest of weather. The off duty shinobi was wearing black baggy pants, two thinner layers of pants underneath, and wearing his brown boots which had fur inside. The young teenager had walked over to the closest metal bench near the nature walk park, and brushed off the snow using his hands. Luckily he wore his warm insulated black gloves today, which made it easy to disperse of this snow, and soon wiped off the whole bench after a few minutes.

He was often thoughtful, and expected Sadii to arrive at the time she always did. Ten AM sharp, and they usually met inside but today he figured it'd be nice to sit outside. The snow fall was calm today, no harsh winds, and even the sun peaked out of the holes in the gray sky. A warm light pressing down onto the ground, smothering it in it's glory before flickering back to where it came.

In the distance a figure was spotted, wearing a grey jacket with fur trimmed on the edge of the pulled up hood. Tighter pants were shown, but obviously had multiple layers due to the odd unproportions. It was Sadii. You could see locks of her blonde hair reaching out from the opening of her hood, and it seemed to glow when the suns light occasionally flickered onto it.

It wasn't like Tadashi's black messy hair, which would just be as bland as any other typical anime hairstyle. Manga wasn't Tadashi's thing, but he did have one of those haircuts. It was kinda cool, kinda not. He wondered if Sadii liked it at all, awh well.

The Special Jounin waved to his partner, and she returned with a bright smile. She gave off her own wave which was much different than what she did with anyone else. Usually it's a wave of the wrist, but instead she like claws at Tadashi...in the non-kinky way. Despite he wouldn't mind if that was the case at all, that's when he mind started to wander. //Snap out of it, damnit! She isn't clawing at you!// he thought to himself, stopping the daydream, and reminding himself the obvious flutter of fingers. She made her way on over, plopping herself a seat close to Tadashi, and giving off a long sigh. "Thanks for saving me a seat, Tadashi" her voice was soft, and her tone showed all her appreciation in one phrase.