Konoha, Ninja School
Ryo Hondo, a Chunin with a limp, stepped onto the platform. His vest moved. "Fail the Transformation Jutsu test today, you run ten laps around the field," he yelled.
Students talked quietly at their tidy desks. "Another test? We just had one," a boy complained.
Ryo's voice got louder. "Enemies do not test you. Tests check your skills. Skills keep you alive." He pointed. "Kakashi, go first."
A chubby boy with spiky hair whispered, "Kakashi always goes first. Teacher likes him."
"Kakashi's smart," a girl nearby said. "You cannot even do the Transformation Jutsu."
The chubby boy leaned forward, staring at another student. "Dosuke Okamoto can beat him! Right, Dosuke? Show Kakashi up!"
Dosuke sighed. He pushed his bangs off his face, ignoring the boy.
Kakashi Hatake, son of Konoha's White Fang, was amazing. While students talked, he made hand signs. Smoke popped. A copy of Dosuke appeared on the platform, wearing a gray high-collar shirt, white shorts, and dark ninja boots. Kakashi's copy looked strong, not lazy like Dosuke.
"Your turn," Kakashi's copy said, looking at Dosuke with blank eyes.
Dosuke stood, fixing his short sleeves. He walked to the platform and made hand signs. Smoke puffed. A copy of Kakashi appeared, with silver hair and the same blank eyes.
"Is this good?" Dosuke's Kakashi asked.
"Awesome!" Ryo clapped. "Transformation Jutsu saves you when enemies trap you. Both of you, go back to your seats."
Smoke burst with two loud bangs. Kakashi and Dosuke stopped their jutsu, passing each other. Their shoes scraped the floor.
Kakashi leaned close and whispered, "When do we fight?"
Dosuke's gray shirt stuck to his thin body. His bangs fell over one eye. His round chin and pale skin made him look weak. * Kakashi's the son of White Fang, * Dosuke thought. * Why am I tied with him for first place? *
"I do not want to fight you," Dosuke said, sitting down. "Ask Guy. He loves to spar."
Kakashi frowned. "I am number one. How does a weak guy like you tie with me?"
Dosuke shrugged. "I understand."
He turned to the boy behind him. "Guy, Kakashi wants to spar with you. He said it is time for a big fight."
Might Guy jumped up, one hand on his hip. He pointed at Kakashi. "Yes! A real fight of youth, Kakashi!"
"Guy, sit!" Ryo shouted. "Did you pass the test? Come up here!"
"No need, Sensei!" Guy smiled. "I cannot do Transformation Jutsu. I will run ten laps, no, twenty! My youth is on fire!" He ran out the door.
"Kakashi, I will fight you when I come back!" Guy's voice called from the hall.
Kakashi rubbed his head. He looked at Dosuke, who squinted with a small smile. * Those squinting eyes, * Kakashi thought. * He is hiding something. *
A boy in orange goggles stood. "Haha, Kakashi, are you scared? I am the strongest here!" It was Obito Uchiha.
"No one wants to fight you, Obito," Rin Nohara said, pulling his sleeve.
Kakashi sighed, resting his head on his arms. "Another loud fool." He leaned on the desk, ignoring the other students' tests.
Rin, done with her test, sat by Kakashi. "Stop being mean to Dosuke," she said. "He is nice."
A soft voice added, "Dosuke's good at books. That is why his scores are high. He does not like fights." It was Shizune Kato, her eyes shiny.
Dosuke smiled. * Good grades help. People always stand up for me. *
"I am joining the medical class," Dosuke told Kakashi. "Do not ask me to heal you if you get hurt."
Kakashi huffed. "With your weak look, medical ninja fits you. Others can guard you." He closed his eyes, sleeping.
"Are you really joining the medical class?" Shizune asked, tilting her head.
"Yes," Dosuke said. "Medical training needs good book skills. I will study more."
Shizune smiled. "I know a great medical ninja. She can teach you. It will be a surprise!"
"I cannot wait, Shizune," Dosuke said, his squinting eyes kind.
The afternoon passed with tests. Guy did not return, still running laps. Kakashi skipped their fight.
After school, Dosuke ate dinner at home. He sat on his bed, focusing. Chakra, the energy for ninja moves, flowed in his body. He worked on it, breathing slowly.
Two hours later, he slumped. "No change," he said. * My chakra is weak. Others have big power or special bodies. I am just normal. *
Dosuke had trained chakra every day since he was four. Now five, his chakra grew a little but stayed small. * No special powers for me, * he thought. * No hero name, no huge strength. *
"I will join the medical class," he said out loud. "My chakra control is great." He held out his hand. Green light glowed. The Mystical Palm Technique, a healing jutsu, covered his palm. It could fix cuts fast by using chakra carefully.
Few medical ninjas could do this jutsu. For Dosuke, it was easy. * Climbing trees and walking on water was simple, too, * he thought. * My control is my power. *
Dosuke was not from Konoha. He came from another world, waking up as Dosuke Okamoto after sleeping on a plane. No crashes, no stars falling, just a new life in Naruto's world.
He stopped the jutsu. The green light faded. He stood and went to the forest.
In a green clearing, Dosuke faced Might Guy. Guy spun, shouting, "Konoha Whirlwind!" His leg swept low.
Dosuke vanished in smoke, leaving wooden logs. "Substitution Jutsu," he called.
"Water Style: Water Bullet!" Dosuke shot a small water ball. It flew past Guy's head, breaking three trees with a loud snap.
Guy dodged, running forward. "Konoha Steel Fist!" His fist aimed for Dosuke's stomach.
A thin water layer appeared on Dosuke's body. It moved, stopping Guy's punch. "Water Style: Water Shield," Dosuke said.
He pointed. "Water Bullet!" Seven water balls shot at Guy, cutting a few hairs.
"Stop!" Guy waved his hands. "Your shield blocks my punches every time."
Dosuke pointed to two rocks. "Sit. I will fix your cuts. Do not train so hard."
Guy smiled. "You are here to help me!"
Dosuke's hands glowed green with Mystical Palm Technique. Guy's scratched arm healed fast, the cuts disappearing.
"Thanks to you, Guy," Dosuke said. "Fighting you helped me learn this jutsu."
He thought back to a year ago, when their training started.