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Chapter 1

Blacklotus

"Help! Please somebody help me!" cried a woman as she ran down a particularly long alley way just to turn into a dead end, as tears streamed down her face. Echoing footsteps could be heard coming down the same alleyway before a middle-aged man came into view holding a dagger in his left hand with a long scratch mark running down his right cheek which was fresh.

"Now why did ya have to go and do a thing like that sweetheart, just give me all the money and valuables you got... RIGHT NOW!"

"No! Just leave me alone, "pleaded the young woman closing her eyes and awaiting her fate.

"Ungh! Who..." said the man as he breathed his last before slowly slumping on to the ground. The woman, who slowly reopened her eyes began to tremble, not because of the cold alleyway that she had her back slumped against but rather due to the newcomer, as his gaze seemingly penetrated through her with his cold stare. Slowly, as if calculating, his gaze wandered over the woman's body searching for injuries before looking satisfied, turned on his heel and began walking off. It took a moment for the woman to get her bearings back as to what had just happened, while she sat staring at the continuous stream of blood, dripping from the now dead man in front of her. Suddenly she stood up shakily on her two legs shouting out,

"Wait, I didn't catch your name?" The man stopped, long enough to turn his head, "Strider," before continuing on and blurring out of sight.

"Did you hear? An A-rank missing nin from Cloud fell to an unknown hunter in a cloak."

"That guy from Cloud? That's hard to believe, that missing nin had a dangerous bloodline limit, one that could have easily wiped out most high level ninja's. But for just an A-ranking in the bingo book he sure had a high bounty, twenty eight million ryo's hard to pass up."

The two chuunin ranked nin from the Mist village sat conversing in a bar off the east coast of Wave country, as a set of eyes watched them intently. A snort brought the eyes to land on a young girl sat in front sipping some coffee.

"I thought I told you to stop drinking that junk its not good for ya." The girl just shrugged her shoulders, "You did, but I can't help liking it, it keeps me from getting cranky on a morning."

"Whatever… eavesdropping on people always seems to be very benefiting to us, especially when you eavesdrop on a couple of rookies who can't keep their voices down."

"Even though it's rude to, and very un-lady like I might add."

"Like I'm a 'lady'," came the reply, "But what those two are talking about, If the news spread that fast then that old geezer may have caught our scent and soon begin trailing it again." The female opposite nodding, "Well lets assume the worst has already happened and move from this place," the girl's blonde companion turned her own gaze back to the two chuunin still talking loudly, "Pay, and then we'll go and collect our tech." The younger dark haired female gulped down the rest of the coffee, smiled knowingly and stood up to go pay the bill, while her blonde haired partner went to gather "research".

The young blonde addressed the two chuunin, "Excuse me," causing them both to turn towards her. She smiled in greeting, " I couldn't help overhearing your conversation about this cloaked fellow, would you mind telling me anything you know about him, and perhaps a name," the girl looked at the chuunin with wide eyes and gave the so called innocent look to them. The chuunin looked at her warily like weighing the chances that she was an enemy nin, unconsciously earning them points in the young females eyes.

"Well were not sure," replied the one to the right as he sighed, "He hasn't been given any official names as of yet, but people are starting to call him the 'Black Lotus' as he suddenly appears from thin air, eliminates his target and then vanishes again without a trace. He's efficient at what he does; killing people for a living, but for some reason is supposedly very picky about who he hunts. He's a well known bounty hunter, even though he's a complete mystery, I'd say that pretty much sums the guy up."

"Thank you for the information, I very much would like to meet this hunter, I'm very interested in strong men…"smiling she turned and left, her dark haired friend following her out of the bar.

"I'm getting too old for this," stated an old man dressed in formal robes as he shuffled through some papers on his desk. Sighing he pressed a button,

"Send them in," he said to the receptionist, and slumped back in his chair as the doors to the room were thrown open, none too unceremoniously. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Tsunade-san, Jiraiya-san."

"Cut the crap old man and tell me where he is!" demanded Tsunade, her temper increasing by the second.

"Where who is?" said the man as Tsunade began to visibly seethe, much to the old man's amusement, but before Tsunade could ring his neck Jiraiya intervened with a serious look on his face. Both Sannin looked liked they'd been through hell and back with hardly any sleep, due to the dark rings around there eyes and if one sniffed carefully enough could also detect faint hints of alcohol stuck to their clothing.

"We heard you had reports of his sightings... and maybe even his last known whereabouts," said Jiraiya, as the old man surveyed them both with a cold glance, "We don't know what his motives were, but he did help in eliminating the enemy reinforcements that were waiting to ambush the platoon sent in for the mission. I also heard that he had an accomplice, but it is yet unknown who."

"Is that it?" Tsunade looked about ready to explode, "No. We also received reports on him in Wave country, not too long ago, where he seemingly helped a few villagers apparently, other than that we don't know his exact whereabouts," ended the old man as his eyes took in the two relieved faces in front of him, and he began smiling, "I believe I understand now, why you too came yourselves after you received my letter, yes, I had a feeling that this man was not a normal person, he's definitely a ninja, one from your village," continued the old man while smirking as the two shocked expressions came into full view. Both Tsunade and Jiraiya opened their mouths to speak but found that they were unable to form coherent words at that paricular moment, "Taking in your expressions I believe I'm right... I have one question, what is this Uzumaki Naruto to the both of you."

Short first chapter just to see if the stories worth writing.