The Eyes of Gods
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Prologue

16 Years Prior

The streets of Downtown Konoha were busy, as per usual. The sidewalks of the main streets were filled with constantly moving business men and women, trying to make their way to work. They all chatted on the flip-cellphones as they walked along. Other conversations were held between people who walked together.

It was a very busy and loud environment to say the least.

Then there was a man with blond hair, who was quite different from the rest of the pack. He wore a navy blue turtle-neck sweatshirt that had the red, Uzumaki swirl insignia on the front, and navy blue pants to match. The man also wore high-top sandals. His hair was spiky, and he had jaw length bangs that framed his face.

He stuck out like a sore thumb, due to nearly everyone downtown wearing a suit and tie.

The man heard a girl call his name, so he stopped and turned around, "Minato-sensei!" A teenage girl had caught up with him, taking the chance to catch her breath as well. The girl had shoulder length black hair, that had a few strands poking out here and there. Her eyes were a bright red. She wore the usual Konoha High School uniform for a girl. A black fleece with red lining, and a black skirt of her choice. She finally stood up, her hands on hips as she looked up at her sensei, "What are you doing here downtown, sensei?"

Minato's expression softened considerably. He normally didn't like to stop and when he was moving with some form of urgency, but he made an exception. She was his student, "I came down here to visit the Pentagon," He gestured with his head, toward the large building that sat at the end of the street, "I have to retrieve some medical records for my wife and I. She's going to going into labor soon, you know, Kurenai-chan?"

Kurenai nodded, "I see, is it going to be a boy or a girl?"

The blond teacher smiled, "A boy. His name is going to be Naruto," The thought of his son coming into the world made him smile even harder. He examined Kurenai for a moment, "You know . . . If you ever need any extra money, I'd be willing to let you baby-sit after you graduate from the academy, Kurenai-chan."

The girl's face lit up uncharacteristically, "Really?" It wasn't the thought of pay, but being able to spend time with the child of her beloved teacher. She couldn't wait, "I've always dreamed of having a child and a family of my own, that would be good practice, and if he looks anything like you; it'll be adorable carrying around a baby Minato-sensei."

Another teenager came walking up to Kurenai from behind. He yawned quietly, "Kurenai-chan, why did you run off?" He asked, stretching his arms out while doing so. The boy had short, spiky black hair, and brown eyes that met with Kurenai's red ones.

She shot him a stern glance that ran a chill down his spine. Kurenai hissed through her teeth, "Because I saw my sensei," The girl said to him, "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

The boy could tell from the way that she was talking that she didn't want to be embarassed. She was practically daring him to slip up and be impolite and she'd bury her foot in his ass. He smiled eerily at the thought and waved lightly at Minato, "Hello, Minato-dono, I'm Sarutobi Asuma. Kurenai's-" A stomp on his foot kept him from continuing that sentence.

"Friend, he's my friend," Kurenai smiled nervously. "We're just friends."

"But-"

Kurenai shot him another glance, and he completely spaced out. She turned her head back and smiled at Minato, "It was nice seeing you, Minato-sensei," She waved, "I'll see you later in class."

"It was nice seeing you and your boyfriend as well," Minato smiled and walked away.

The girl's eye were wide with shock. She didn't want anyone to know! Kurenai turned and looked at the completely clueless Asuma, who was staring into space. She placed a hand on his shoulder, doing a simple hand seal, "Kai."

The boy shook his head and then looked at Kurenai confusedly, "What the hell just happened? Did you just?" The girl nodded, "In public?" Kurenai nodded once more.

"You were speaking with such reckless abandon. You were about to call yourself my boyfriend."

"I thought I was?" Asuma asked even more confused.

"Not in front of adults! Especially ones that know my parents!"

Up the street, Minato could still hear the conversation between the two teens. He found it amusing, young love. The man stopped at the end of the street, respecting the stop sign, as well as the moving traffic in the street.

He looked up at the large building he was about to enter. It was a large skyscraper, built like a pentagonal prism. The roof was shaped like a pentagon, as well as the the base. It stood at around 1500 feet, easily one of the tallest buildings in Konoha. Possibly even one of the tallest in the world.

Due to the advancements in technology and new knowledge in architechture; something that had never been done before was made possible. The building itself was decorated in one-way mirrors.

Outsiders could see their reflection in the glass, but could see nothing that went on the inside. While people who worked inside could everything and everyone in Downtown Konoha, depending on what level they were on. It was mostly for security, dector, and Minato was once told that it was symbolic for something.

When the street light turned red, and cars stopped turning onto the street; the civilians were allowed to cross. Minato moved along right with them, getting across, and then began walking down the street toward his destination.

The man slid his hands into his pockets and whistled quietly as he walked into the Pentagon. Once inside, his ears were greeted with the soft classical music that was played in the lobby. It was a very tranquil place indeed.

People moved about calmly, others enjoyed friend's company in one of the many seats, and workers helped those who needed it. Minato loved visiting the Pentagon whenever he could.

There was a large reception desk that sat directly across from the door, at the opposite end of room. No one rarely stopped there. In fact no one barely knew what it was for.

Minato stopped in front of the desk, tapping the bell that upon it.

The small 'ding' sound alerted the woman to come from her office, which was behind the desk. She walked out of the door and stopped, resting her hands on the desk. She was quite a beauty. The woman had shoulder length black hair tied in a ponytail and onyx-colored eyes.

She smiled at the man, "Hello, Minato-san, we've been expecting you."

"It's good to see you too, Mikoto-san."

The woman nodded, "The feeling is mutual." She would move over to the door situated on the desk, and open it. Mikoto stepped out from behind the desk and placed her hands on her hips. "You don't come here as often as you used to, Minato. It used to be nice to have a laugh everyone once and while. It made these old geezers one-hundred-percent more tolerable."

"Work at the Dojo has been pressing lately. Students have been exceeding my expectations, so I constantly have to readjust the lesson plan."

Mikoto simply nodded, understanding fully. She guided Minato over to an elevator, as she reached into the pocket of her blaze, and pulled out a key ring. She selected one specific key and stuck into the keyhole, twisting it, and then pulling it out.

The elevator doors would slide open and the duo would step inside. Once inside, the mood that existed before had completely vanished. Mikoto began impatiently tapping her foot, looking away from Minato.

"You can drop the act now, Minato," The woman said, "What's the real reason you haven't been here, because the elders have been absolutely furious."

"I've been having second thoughts lately, on whether or not I should take this position," Minato admitted, pressing one of the buttons on the elevator, beginning their descent.

"What do you mean, second thoughts? This should be a no-brainer, Minato."

"Something about this just doesn't feel right," Minato looked at Mikoto with a frown. "I have an eery feeling, like something bad's going to happen once I take the seat."

"How bad?"

"Something that could destroy Konoha as a whole."

"Minato, you have nothing to worry about. There has been nothing but peace since the 'Disguise Democracy' has been in place. History proves that," Mikoto assured Minato.

"Maybe you're right, but I don't like taking chances with these kinds of things."

"Minato do I need to list more of the pros?"

"Yes."

"Fine then, Minato. Since the 'Disguise Democracy' has been used in Konoha, morality rates were at an all time high, military strength is great, crime rates are low, education has gotten better, the economy here in Konoha is booming-"

"Ok, you've proved your point," Minato sighed.

The elevator doors would open, revealing a desolate basment. The ground was covered in water, for everytime Mikoto or Minato took a step; there was a splash. It was very humid as well.

There was boxes scattered across the ground, filled with all sorts of papers, which were falling out and being ruined by the water.

At the opposite end of the room, was a table set up specifically for Minato's meeting. A man sat with his fingers intertwined, and elbows on the table. He was quietly examining Minato before he came and sat down with him.

When the blond teacher sat down in the chair provided, Mikoto stood up behind him; placing her hands on his shoulders. It was a show of support, "Hello, Sarutobi-sama. I understand you wanted to meet with me once again," The man looked around strangely, "Here, underneath the Pentagon."

The old man smiled, which Minato didn't expect. He expected the man to be very stern during this meeting, "Yes, I did indeed, Minato-kun. We've been watching you for a while, ever since you were a Shinobi," The man informed Minato, "We were interested in your abilities, leadership-skill, and charisma. Has anyone told you were a natural born leader?"

Minato nodded gently. He had received all sorts of praises during his days a Shinobi, "I've been told, yes, but only when leading small platoons during missions back in my days a ninja of the village," Minato scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "Not a whole village, especially not the way you want me to. I've always been a vocal leader, bonding with my teammates and gaining their trust. This a completely different ball-game."

"I believe you have the potential to be one of best to ever do it. You're the best Shinobi of your generation, possibly ever. Your brawn matches your brains, and those are both well above the average person your age. Even the average Shinobi. Your decision making skills were second to none.

"Every time I got to witness you in action, you responded to adversity with a level head. Even when you got caught up in something that may have not been the smartest idea, you still emerged victorious," Sarutobi was truly proud of the man, "You've had a decorated career not only as a Shinobi, but as a teacher as well. You've already produced one legend in the making in Hatake Kakashi, and I'm sure there are more to come."

Between what Mikoto had told him, and how much Hiruzen Sarutobi believed in him; he felt as if he had no other option. Despite his family about to be started, this was one of those opportunities that didn't come around twice. The man nodded his head toward Hiruzen, "I'll do it," was all he needed to say, before a man with a Dog mask appeared before him, placing a envelope and pen before him.

Minato opened the envelope, pulling out a paper. He looked it over quickly, seeing that it was a contract. Minato then looked up at Hiruzen, "A one year contract?"

"Despite you being more than qualified, we give all Kage a one year trial period. If we like the way you handle things, then your contract will be extended, if you wish to continue."

"Alrighty, then," Minato picked up the pen and signed his name in Kanji on the line provided. He was about to put it back in the envelope, before the man with the dog mask stopped him, and shook his head.

"We need your thumbprint, Minato-kun, in blood."

Minato nodded, understanding. From the sleeve of his sweatshirt slid out a kunai. He cut his thumb lightly, then pressed it against his name on the paper.

"We'll meet later to discuss your first duties," Sarutobi said, as he was told the ANBU to 'shoo.' The man disappeared in a puff of smoke, along with the envelope, "That's a good boy."

"Mikoto-san and I can leave then, correct?"

"Yes."

Minato got up and started walking away with the woman toward the elevator.

He knew at that moment his life had just become 1000 times more complicated.

. . .

That's the first chapter, kids. If at this point your life you still don't understand the concept, allow me to explain to the best of my abilities. The Hokage, or Kages in general in this story actually operate in the shadows. No one knows who the Hokage is, nor do they even truly know they exist. It's a shadow government, to put it plain and simple, with the Hokage making all of the decisions.

On the outside, the Hokage is more like God, in aspects of how they respect him, and how he exists. While he is never present, and never seen; his word is law. People respect and fear the Hokage, or God.

That's all I'll explain for now, since the rest of the shit will be revealed through the story.

Until next time, kids, goodbye. Review, favorite, and share the story. Make big daddy feel special.