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Masashi.
The man dragged his feet against the concrete promenade. Huge trees provided comfortable shelter from the sun through this path, and a gentle draft whisked amongst their lush greenery, and through the shades, after- effects of the rain still shimmered. The pavements were newly washed, and he could smell the tang of cut grass as he sauntered. It was such a beautiful day.
Was.
Jounin senseis do NOT report to headquarters for extra duty. Especially not during the times when he could simply, slack off. Whatever this was, it was adding onto Kakashi's annoyance and disappointment - including the fact that he was enjoying himself immensely teasing the wits out of Iruka sensei.
After a bout of strolling, he decided that being irate would not lift his spirits, so with his sole eye sparkling a grin once more, the gray haired man shoveled both gloved hands into his pockets and whistled a childhood tune he was familiar with at the tip of his tongue. That, in conjunction, irritated whosoever who happened to pass by. The teacher, oblivious to all the dirty stares, grinned under his cobalt mask, as he noticed the emerging silhouette of the Hokage office towers.
Upon landing a foot into the highest floor of the HQ, Kakashi felt the strangely tense aura within the site. It was taut enough to tightrope walk on. The Hokage wore a defeated look on his pruned face. This wane expression on Konoha's fourth leader was deadly and rare, and it usually spelt one word.
Orochimaru.
The former Anbu cleared his throat. "Hokage sama. You wished to speak to me?"
The robed man wove a craggy hand to dismiss all others from his room. All other Anbu bodyguards saluted respectfully, and dissipated in unison with the aid of genjutsu. Hokage nodded in approval, and turned to the only one remaining in the room.
"Kakashi sensei." He started, "I." He stopped.
And he frowned, "Konohamaru! That means you too!"
A groan surfaced from a diminutive spot in the room, and a little boy's head revealed behind the Hokage's favorite embroidered silk screens in the far corner.
The boy brushed imaginary dust off his shorts and huffed arrogantly, "Darn! Old man! Give it up! I'll defeat you!" Konohamaru was desperate to cover his embarrassment.
"My child, do we have to go through this EVERYDAY?" Hokage's voice sounded weary.
"Hah! Scared now, old man?" The Hokage's grandson was about to pull a few shurikens from his little pouch, but was interrupted by an outburst of slammed doors.
"KONOHAMARUUUU!" The voice of this intruder rang sharply through the walls and corridor.
The third Hokage sighed. "Yes, Ebisu sensei. He is here."
This bespectacled man shuffled his glasses into their proper position, but to no avail, as his simultaneous apologetic bows skewed the glasses out of place once more.
He sputtered, "Lord Hokage! I'm so sorry! I will deal with this insolent child at once! Forgive my incompetence!" and accentuated this regret by further adjusting his forever slipping spectacles.
The boy humphed determinedly, and proceeded to hurt his grandfather with all his little ninja daggers, but was intercepted by a grumbling, spectacle re-arraying Ebisu, who dragged the plucky grandson off and away from Hokage's room with both arms, and inadvertently slamming the doors shut once more. A muffled apology, then silence settled into the room.
Kakashi rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Hokage sama?"
"Well, for starters, you're late."
The accused hid a grin under that mask, and nodded an apology.
"And secondly, you're needed to assist the Anbu once more." On saying this, the Hokage stood from his desk, and turned to face the blind-veiled windows, that looked over the vast village. His hands were linked loosely together behind his back, and the tilt of his panama showed that his head was bowed, a sign of meager hope and full trust.
"You will set off at once, as Anbu, and coordinate with the plans when issued. Gai sensei will be your comrade, and he is waiting by the Konoha border to brief you on the mission."
"Gai sensei?" Though serious, Kakashi did not like the thought of working with the taijutsu extremist on a dangerous mission such as this.
The Hokage's eyes slid to glower at the Jounin sensei.
Kakashi bowed. "I understand, Hokage sama. I will report to Gai sensei."
He noticed the glare was unwavering, and continued, ".On time."
Finally satisfied, the third leader of Konoha nodded curtly, and wove his dismissal, the other hand still placed behind his back.
"Do not worry about your students. Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura would be led under. ."
.
". . JI RAI YA?!" Naruto yelled, apparently unhappy with his relief teacher.
- To be continued -
The man dragged his feet against the concrete promenade. Huge trees provided comfortable shelter from the sun through this path, and a gentle draft whisked amongst their lush greenery, and through the shades, after- effects of the rain still shimmered. The pavements were newly washed, and he could smell the tang of cut grass as he sauntered. It was such a beautiful day.
Was.
Jounin senseis do NOT report to headquarters for extra duty. Especially not during the times when he could simply, slack off. Whatever this was, it was adding onto Kakashi's annoyance and disappointment - including the fact that he was enjoying himself immensely teasing the wits out of Iruka sensei.
After a bout of strolling, he decided that being irate would not lift his spirits, so with his sole eye sparkling a grin once more, the gray haired man shoveled both gloved hands into his pockets and whistled a childhood tune he was familiar with at the tip of his tongue. That, in conjunction, irritated whosoever who happened to pass by. The teacher, oblivious to all the dirty stares, grinned under his cobalt mask, as he noticed the emerging silhouette of the Hokage office towers.
Upon landing a foot into the highest floor of the HQ, Kakashi felt the strangely tense aura within the site. It was taut enough to tightrope walk on. The Hokage wore a defeated look on his pruned face. This wane expression on Konoha's fourth leader was deadly and rare, and it usually spelt one word.
Orochimaru.
The former Anbu cleared his throat. "Hokage sama. You wished to speak to me?"
The robed man wove a craggy hand to dismiss all others from his room. All other Anbu bodyguards saluted respectfully, and dissipated in unison with the aid of genjutsu. Hokage nodded in approval, and turned to the only one remaining in the room.
"Kakashi sensei." He started, "I." He stopped.
And he frowned, "Konohamaru! That means you too!"
A groan surfaced from a diminutive spot in the room, and a little boy's head revealed behind the Hokage's favorite embroidered silk screens in the far corner.
The boy brushed imaginary dust off his shorts and huffed arrogantly, "Darn! Old man! Give it up! I'll defeat you!" Konohamaru was desperate to cover his embarrassment.
"My child, do we have to go through this EVERYDAY?" Hokage's voice sounded weary.
"Hah! Scared now, old man?" The Hokage's grandson was about to pull a few shurikens from his little pouch, but was interrupted by an outburst of slammed doors.
"KONOHAMARUUUU!" The voice of this intruder rang sharply through the walls and corridor.
The third Hokage sighed. "Yes, Ebisu sensei. He is here."
This bespectacled man shuffled his glasses into their proper position, but to no avail, as his simultaneous apologetic bows skewed the glasses out of place once more.
He sputtered, "Lord Hokage! I'm so sorry! I will deal with this insolent child at once! Forgive my incompetence!" and accentuated this regret by further adjusting his forever slipping spectacles.
The boy humphed determinedly, and proceeded to hurt his grandfather with all his little ninja daggers, but was intercepted by a grumbling, spectacle re-arraying Ebisu, who dragged the plucky grandson off and away from Hokage's room with both arms, and inadvertently slamming the doors shut once more. A muffled apology, then silence settled into the room.
Kakashi rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Hokage sama?"
"Well, for starters, you're late."
The accused hid a grin under that mask, and nodded an apology.
"And secondly, you're needed to assist the Anbu once more." On saying this, the Hokage stood from his desk, and turned to face the blind-veiled windows, that looked over the vast village. His hands were linked loosely together behind his back, and the tilt of his panama showed that his head was bowed, a sign of meager hope and full trust.
"You will set off at once, as Anbu, and coordinate with the plans when issued. Gai sensei will be your comrade, and he is waiting by the Konoha border to brief you on the mission."
"Gai sensei?" Though serious, Kakashi did not like the thought of working with the taijutsu extremist on a dangerous mission such as this.
The Hokage's eyes slid to glower at the Jounin sensei.
Kakashi bowed. "I understand, Hokage sama. I will report to Gai sensei."
He noticed the glare was unwavering, and continued, ".On time."
Finally satisfied, the third leader of Konoha nodded curtly, and wove his dismissal, the other hand still placed behind his back.
"Do not worry about your students. Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura would be led under. ."
.
". . JI RAI YA?!" Naruto yelled, apparently unhappy with his relief teacher.
- To be continued -