the fire that rages within

taiyokitsune

                      “N-ne, Uzumaki-sensei—” The small, academy boy
                           tugged  the  edge of his  green vest.  Nimble,  nervous
                           fingers pulled back when he has the blond’s attention.
                                          “P-please…teach me…
                                                                                   …the, um, c-clone jutsu…”