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"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Demon/Summon Talking"
Two chunnin stood guarding the gates of the Hidden Leaf Village bored out of their wits at their duty. "Man why do we always get stuck guarding the gates in the middle of the night?" the taller of the two asked his fellow guard.
"Maybe it's because you suck so much at everything they decided to give you something you can't fuck up," came the sleepy reply.
"Ha, ha, very funny," the first replied to the teasing, before sighing, "Well at least the rain stopped, something's more likely to happen now."
As if on cue a shape materialized out of the shadows created by the trees, covered by a cloak and carrying a massive sword on its back the person kept walking towards them as if they weren't there. Startled the taller guard looked at his sensor comrade silently asking her a question. The reply was a negative shake of her head as she studied the person. The first guard then stepped forward and shouted at the person, "Halt. State your name and business in Konoha!" The person stopped, then after a slight pause reached up and pulled back the hood revealing a worn face, pale under the moon light. Deep blue eyes stared at them intently as he stood before the gate studying them before answering.
"I'm here to see the Hokage."
The guards looked at him for a brief spell before saying, "Let me see your papers." The man wordlessly handed over a small booklet, which they studied for a moment while conferring between each other. While they were doing that a roar sounded deep in the forest, causing the man to spin around, holding the hilt of his massive sword as he stared out into the forest, a growl issuing forth from him. The two guards looked at him as he crouched, ready to fight, for a full minute, before turning around and facing them, relaxing from the call.
"Well everything is order; my partner here will escort you to the Hokage's tower." The first guard said as he handed back the booklet. Nodding the man accepted back the booklet before fallowing the female guard through the gate into Konoha.
Walking on the strange man's right she studied him as they traversed the streets. After a while she asked, "What was that about?" referring to his reaction to the roar.
"Everyone has their demons," was all she got out of him.
They continued in silence and all that was heard was the dripping water falling off sodden roofs for a while before a whimpering caught the man's attention. Stopping he cocked his head trying to find out where the sound was coming from. The guard noticed his absence and turned around to see him disappear into an alley. Running after him she got to the mouth of the alley in time to see him squat down and look in a discarded cardboard box at a small girl whose blond hair looked brown from the dirt and dried blood in it. Her clothes showed as much as they covered with many of the holes showing blood at the edges. She cowered from the man cradling a broken arm as she tried to become as small as possible. The guard called out to him, "Sir, for your health, I implore you to step away from the demon."
The man looked at her with loathing in his eyes, "Demon? There is no demon here." Then, ignoring her continued babbling about how dangerous the demon is, he turned back to the girl and cooed at her, "Shhh, I'm not going to hurt you, now let me see that arm." Gently he pulled her out of the soaked box and put her on his lap, then he held up her arm so he could see it better to a pained moan from the girl. His hands lightly flowed over her skin around the break. After a moment he stopped then looking into her pain glazed blue eyes he said, "This is going to hurt like hell for a moment then all the pain will go away. Do you think you can tough it out for me like a big girl?" Comforted by the calm aura the man had and eagerly looking forward to the end of the pain, the blond nodded. Suddenly a slight snap was heard in the alley and the little girl screamed in pain as the man rebroke her arm then after setting it straight his right hand glowed a soft gold before wrapping around her arm at the brake. The girl stopped screaming as the pain abated then passed out in his arms. Standing the man looked to the guard whose eyes were wide open and growled,"Take me to the Hokage." Scared the woman merely nodded and continued through the town. After seeing his nonchalants about healing a wound that would incapatate most medic nins she quieted herself and continued thought the town not saying a word about the girl he now carried.
The guard left after showing the man to the Hokage's antechamber where she told the secretary that the man wanted to see the Hokage. The secretary pressed a button and spoke into the intercom, "Hokage-sama, there's a man here to see you."
"Send him in" came the curt reply. She then waved the man through a door to the left of her desk.
Upon entering he stopped as the door closed behind him, taking in the room. The only note worthy objects in the room was a couch to the side of the office, a bookshelf directly across from it, four portraits of different men to the door side of the book shelf, and a worn desk covered in piles of paperwork. Behind the desk was a large leather chair in which an old man sat giving out the windows that made up the back wall of the office, smoking his pipe. After a moment of silence the Third turned around to see the man putting the girl down on the couch gently before taking of his sword and leaned it up against the wall by the couch, then taking of his cloak he flung it at one of the two chairs in front of the desk, revealing another four swords. A bastard sword hung from his left hip while a gladius (1) hung from his left hip. Across the back of his waste two swords of similar length to the gladius were strapped to his belt in a way that suggested they were meant to be wielded in a reverse grip. Finally looking up at the Hokage he asked, "Who is she and what has she done to warrant such hatred?"
The Third sighed and sucked up another drag from his pipe before answering. "That is Naruko Uzumaki, the Jinjuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune."
"Well that explains the use of the word demon." The man muttered, shaking his head. "Do you know who I am?"
The Third nodded, "Not personally, but the Forth talked you on occasion."
The man looked back down at the girl, then suddenly said loudly, "Jiraiya, if you're going to eavesdrop, ether do it so no one notices or actually enter the room and be a part of the conversation."
A widow slid open as said man entered, "Paul, I never expected to see you again. What brings you here?"
The now named man looked at him and answered, "The dragon council decided in all its wisdom that I must come here and capture the Kyuubi. However I see it has been sealed in this here girl and thus I am charged with guarding her here or taking her with me back to the council."
Jiraiya snorted then asked, "What would the dragon council want with a demon? Aren't they enemies?"
"Normally yes, we are. However with the emergence of Akatsuki the council has decided it is no longer acceptable to allow the tailed demons to wander the world free."
(1) A gladius a short sword between 12" to 18" in length, this is the sword that gave the Roman gladiators their name
