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The Godame Hokage sighed as she looked over the most recent reports from the shinobi that she'd sent to patrol the borders of Fire Country. They said the same things as all the other reports that she'd been forced to look over lately, disgusting monsters, destruction. Some reports mentioned people disappearing or bits of them being found in a village that was destroyed. But they all said the same basic thing. Strange monsters were killing the human population, and every report came with a casualty list.

Tsunade sighed and pulled out some of her stronger sake, the kind that people drank when they didn't want to deal with the rest of the world and thankfully one that Shizune hadn't been able to find. Though with all the recent reports, attacks, and other problems Konoha seemed to be facing she doubted that Shizune would even mention her drinking this early in the morning. Tsunade quickly poured herself a cup and drank it, letting the burn of the alcohol run down her throat and pool almost pleasantly in her stomach before she picked up another report to read.

"Hokage-sama," said a voice. Tsunade looked up,damn it I didn't even sense him, she thoguht darkly to herself. With her free hand she rubbed her face, blone hair dull in her usual two tailed style and her steal colored eyes as weary and old as her actual age, despite still looking like a woman in her mid 20's.

"What is it Itachi?" she asked tiredly,ah another reason to drink. Days of reading nightmare inducing reports combined with worry for her village was catching up to her. And the 20 year old Uchiha heir and former Akatsuki member was not helping things. His gray kimono with the Uchiha fan on the back, and white obi was what he prefeared to wear since he'd had all of his gear taken away, and didnt need at the moment because he wasn't returned to an active Konoha shinobi yet. Yes, the older Uchiha was back in Konoha, much to the displeasure of most to most of the village, council, and the younger Uchiha. But they didn't have a choice or a say in the matter.

When the first sightings of the monsters-demons- her mind corrected, 3 months ago all but three of the missing nin group were dead, her bastard of a former teammate Orochimaru, unfortunatly, was not among them. Though when introduced to Hidan she also wished that he'd been killed. The man caused the nurses that tended to his wounds to feint when they saw him 'dead' on the floor from one of his blasted rituals. They had come to Konoha with information and their oaths of fealty to the village in these trying times in exchange for their lives. Tsunade was a ninga, a damn good one, and so were they. But they had information that she, as Hokage needed to know, so after sealing most of their chakara, and sending them to Ibiki for a evaluation, she got her answers. Neither Itachi, Hidan, or Kisame, were allowed to leave the village until they were proven trustworthy. Itachi was living at the old Uchiha estate, with a small platoon of ANBU, along with his brother. Trying to patch things up with the old estate and his only family. Kisame and Hidan were given rooms as well in one of the empty civilian houses, and slowly driving each other insane. No one was happy with the arrangements but it was what they got, though they deserved better than they did.

And more then,she thought bitterly as she gazed at Itachi. A pang of regret in her heart at the memory of what the young man in front of her had said, about his clan, the former Third Hokage, and his mission. Tsunade couldn't understand how her old sensei could have agreed to such a plan, but when Itachi mentioned Danzo then it made a bit more sense.

She sighed, Itachi was a fool to love Konoha as he did, to go even as far as to kill almost his entire family just to protect it, but if he was a fool then so was she for coming back and taking up the mantel of Hokage. At least until the gaki's ready to take over, she thought pleased that her thoughts kept that little bit of information. Naruto would be a good Hokage one day, and that day she'd turn over the position to the kid. But that was then and this was now, now he was a 16 year old gaki.

"-Jaraya-sama's returned from his mission, and he thinks that he's found something that can explain how Mandara managed to bring all these demons, and how to stop them," Itachi concluded waiting for his Hokage's reaction to the news. He was not disappointed.

The Hokage snapped up, her steel colored eyes glaring at his own obsidian, and threw her sake bottle at his head. He dogged and the bottle smashed against the wall of the Hokage's office.

"Why didn't you say this before Uchiha!? Get that damned pervert in here now!" Itachi did as bid and opened the office door, her white haired and perverted teammate coming into her office almost, subdued. His clothes were caked with mud and grime in addition to multiple gashes that she would bet came from a demon, whatever he had found hopefully hadn't been damaged.

"Itachi told me that you think you found something that can stop them," Tsunade said, it was more of a statement than a question. Jaraya nodded, his coal black eyes looked a bit pink from... crying, Tsunade was clueless as to what affect the perverterd ninja so badly.

Jaraya brought a hand up to his red vest and pulled out, what looked like an old paper book. With more gentelness than she had thought he possesed he placed the book on her desk. Tsunade looked at the book in front of her, it was old, really old. The paper was yellowed from oblivious age, the once dark ink was faded till it was difficult to read, and the bindings were nothing but the remains of decaying thread, that by some gift of the Kamis, still bound the whole thing together.

"I found this on the last mission I was on," he said, oddly serious for someone who was usually so hyper and annoying. "From what I've been able to peice together it's supposed to be capable of summoning something that can help defend us against these attacks."

Tsunade's eyes widened in shock and she starred down at the book at her desk, unable to reconcile the knowlege about the strength of the demons and the peice of literature sitting harmlessly on her desk.

Even Itachi looked at the book in surprise, and morbid curiousity. How could something like this summon something that can kill a demon?he thought.

Tsunade grabbed the book, rifeling through it, trying to find something, anything, to explain what she'd just been told. "What the hell is this?" she asked, unsure wether it was to how it could turn a demon to ash or the words written inside of it.

"Japanese," Jaraya answered, eyes narrowing in frustration at the book cover. "Anceint japanese, from what I can guess. I can't translate the whole thing but some of the words that describe the summoning technique and language I recognize from old sealing techniques."

"Explain Jaraya," Tsunade ordered. Jaraya just shrugged, not even bothering to get a rise out of her. Tsunade gazed at her old teammate in concern now, he must have been more tired than she thought, but she needed this. The village needed this damn it!

"It's a form of langage from before the first Shinobi war," Itachi said when he noticed that the Sannin wasn't going to say, or possibly had nothing to say, anything more about it. He believed in the former more than the latter. "Some say it's from before even the rise of the shinobi, and extremely rare. My clan for all it's wealth and influence had only one scroll written in it. It was a poem an ancestor of the clan's had written for a princess, but I'm unsure if it actually is or just something the clan made up. .But as clan heir I was taught the basics or reading it." He might not have liked the lessons his father had forced him to take but the poem had been beautiful, full of love and emotion to the princess his ancestor had hoped to marry, it always made his heart clench in longing for that type of feeling for another. The Hokage closed the book and handed it too him, telling him to read what it said.

The moment his fingertips touched the aged paper he felt something spark, he kept his face blank while his curiousity rose. As he held it it felt like a small current was flowing into him, from the book. It didn't hurt, but it felt odd, and served to intensify his curiousity. How could a book have a current? It didn't feel like chakara, but it didn't feel that different from it either. He read the cover, difficult with his damaged eyesight and the faded lettering, but it looked like... " 'Sacred Memories' " he read.

How anti-climactic,Tsunade sighed, rubbing her temple. She'd had hoped it had been something a little more forth coming as to how it turned a demon to ash, but she'd have to be patient. "Itachi you-"

"It's a story, a very well done but terrible story," Jaraya said, eyeing the book in Itachi's grip.

"A story?" Tsunade said, incredulous. Jaraya nodded, taking the book from Itachi's hands and gazing at it sadly. "A love story, especifically."

"How is a love story supposed to help us? Even if it could summon something to help us against demons, if it can't help us it's useless," Tsunade said, already itching for more sake to stem the coming headache. "And how do you two know that? Can you read Anceint Japanese?"

The Sannin shook his head, "Like I said Tsunade the language is similar to our sealing tecniques, I couldn't read all of it so I had my toads read it to me," he looked at her, a little bit of his old self in his eyes. "They weren't very good story tellers so I had to find a beautiful lady-" ok too much like his old self,Tsunade quickly brought her fist down on his head, sending her teammate to the floor in a little crater. "Stop being a pervert already Jaraya, and tell me what the hell that book is about!"

Jaraya picked himself up, face bruised but otherwise fine, after handing the book back to Itachi and continued with his explanation. "It was a tale about a young woman and man as they traveled across the land along with their traveling companions to rid the country of an evil man who desired to bend their country to his will." Itachi inwardly winced, the character that sounded like the villan of the story was oddly similar to the Ataksuki before their deaths. Very similar. "According to what my toads told me, it was written by a man called Miroku. It was written from his perspective as a gift to the young woman he traveled with, when their enemy was defeated, as a way that their deeds and sacrifices might be remembered by later generations."

"That's wonderful but how does that help us with our demon problem?" Tsunade sighed. "Unless that summon you mentioned could bring a person who could kill demons or had jutsu that could this is useless."

"Tsunade-sama," Itachi said eyes wide, taking his eyes off one of the back pages he'd been reading, and found the very summoning technique Jaraya had mentioned. "The person who wrote this was a monk, and the young woman it was written for was a preistess. And a way to summon one."

Tsunade sucked in a breath as the inplication of what he'd said. She could remember that her grandfather often told stories about monk and priestesses of old. A smile, the first since their problem began, graced the slug princess's lips.