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They were once known as the strongest hidden organization, born long before the makings of the underground world. The Hidden Villages ruled the society behind the dark, controlling every aspect of human life, from the economy until the birth of technology. The Villages were the true rulers over the human advancement. Hidden as they were, the Villages managed to announce their existence, either by destruction or mass killing of an uncontrolled event, leaving a whisper of fear in the beginnings of the underground world. However, 150 years into the birth of Mafia, the Hidden Villages ceased their rule. No one knew why. The underground were then left to speculate the Hidden Villages end, and after a mere 3 months into their 'end' all of those who knew the Hidden Villages had mysteriously forgotten its existence, leaving only a blank space that seems unfilled in the victims mind.
Unknown location: 0433
"Report." A stern voice said, clearly feminine but has a touch of weariness in the tone.
The order echoed into the well furnished room and despite the lack of 'guest' the owner hung back in the confines of the shadows. Her silhouette showed that it was a woman drinking from a wine glass, her posture was lax and had an air to a near content. The woman stayed in her musings until the three minute mark she made reaches zero and a puff of smoke appeared before her.
It was seconds later that the smoke disappeared and was replaced by a man half kneeling in front her. The man wore a simple jeans and t-shirt, with a pair of sneakers to add the 'ordinary' look. The man was of average height and has a distinct Japanese features, nothing worthy to look at on the first glance. Without prompting the man stood up and looked at the person behind the desk.
"Hokage-sama." The voice greeted, the tone was airy but has slight edge into it.
"Proceed." the female ordered.
"A contact has been made with the heir and the chess piece began its game. I set up the necessary apparatuses, as well as the seals for surveillance for all parties including the chained ones." The man said, staring straight into the eyes of the person behind the desk.
"Very well, estimated time of contact?" the female asked with a sigh.
"A year and a half until expiration. However the growth of the victims will have an immediate effect to the outcome of the execution." the male added.
"Any observations? Commentaries?" the female asked, looking for another insight to the situation.
"The heir has a pure heart, it might setback any future plans for the transfer. I suggest making a contact with him and try to influence future choices." the man offered.
The female only raised an eyebrow and despite the shadows the man took notice of it.
"Forced interruption might instigate a war." the man added, however another eyebrow rose to meet the previous one. "And can also put a major wrench in the plans, -and if I may borrow the phrase 'troublesome'-, the best we can do is be subtle. However, the flaw in this is that we are facing discovery in public as well as letting one our men be counter influenced in the process."
"...I see that you have point in there, but..." the woman began until her voiced became murmurs of her thought.
The man stood in silence knowing that decisions were layers of plans upon plans and can be quite tedious. After a minute of contemplating the woman abruptly stood up, shadows still hung in her frame.
"Call for a meeting in 0900. All heads must be present and be on standby for any immediate call. Also forward the current report to other Villages immediately" the woman ordered, pouring a generous amount of wine in her cup while pressing a button on her table.
"Hai." a mechanic female voice replied.
"Anything else?" the woman asked looking at the man before her.
"None, Hokage-sama." The man replied succinctly.
"You're dismissed then."
As soon as the word escaped her lips the uncalled tension disappeared, the man's posture slouched and a lazy glint appeared in his eyes. He turned around and began to walk towards the window, not noticing the annoyed look the woman gave her.
"You know you can cancel the illusion before you report." the woman called, not bothering to look at the man.
"Yes, well I can't have the pup running trough the office as soon as he noticed my presence." the man lazily replied, scratching his cheek in a meek action. A smirk was sent to his way by the woman. "This is the only illusion I have left in my arsenal that escapes the pup's senses, unfortunately it comes with the guise." he ended gesturing to his current appearance.
Not a minute after he replied both occupants of the room froze as a shout neared their hearing range. A minute later the woman let out a chuckle and the man only let out a tired defeated sigh, he lifted both his hands and made three signs as opposed to the simple one, showing how difficult the illusion is, a puff of smoke erupted and in the place of the ordinary person was a very unique one.
Instead of the average height, the man stood solid six feet tall and is still intimidating despite the slouch he acquired. His once Japanese feature was dramatically changed and was covered with a mask and a hitae-ate with their village insignia that was slanted to the left, leaving only his storm gray right eye visible. The attire changed into a military one, gone was the ordinary look, the man now wear the standard black long sleeved shirt and pants tucked in bandages, his hands were secured with metal plated gloves and steel toed boots for his feet, the standard flak jacket hung limply on his left hand. However the most prominent part of the man, was his hair. It was a shade of silver and is swept towards the left side of his face in a wind swiped untamed way, making a rugged aura yet instill the lazy one in perfect synchrony.
Another sigh escaped the now masked lips as he readied for the next set of entrance and not a second too late an orange blur slammed in his torso as the shout of "Kakashi-nii!" echoed in his ears.
The man, now named Kakashi, can only smile in amusement as the pre-teen hug the air out of him. He managed to reposition himself and pat the boy in the head.
The boy was 12, nearly 13 in the coming months. A tuft of yellow hair spiked out beneath his fingers, a glint of red shines here and there -it was more of a highlight- he was wearing a kill me orange t-shirt their family insignia in the back, and -thankfully- black pants tucked in bandages combo and plated sandal. The boy was tanned signifying his outdoor activities under the sun.
Kakashi managed to pry the boy from his torso, ignoring the snickers in the background, and managed to look as the boy. He was greeted by a huge grin, squinting eyes that managed to blend in with the whisker marks -three on each cheek- and a loud laugh. His hitae-ate shined brightly seemingly happy with its wearer.
"Kaka-nii! Welcome back! How was the mission? What was the Japan looked like? Did you meet anyone from the other villages? Tell me! Oh and will he have any more missions?" the boy stopped his mile a minute tirade and looked at the shadowed figure in question. His energy was too high for the time of the day, -currently 0500- and the sun hasn't risen yet!
The female shook her head in denial and the boy returned his tirade without stopping for air, somehow managing to climb to the back of the silver haired man without trouble, due to his size. He was cut off however when a gloved hand covered his mouth finally silencing the boy.
"Maa, Naruto you can ask me in the apartment later, ne?" The man said in a light tone his visible eye smiling in amusement.
Naruto manage to pout through his eyes -don't take that literally- and nodded. The gloved hand was removed and was turned towards the back of the boy's shirt, despite the awkward position the man effortlessly lifted the pre-teen and managed to let the boy sit on his shoulders. With a two fingered salute the man announced their leave and the boy waved enthusiastically.
"Bye Okaa-chan! See you at lunch!" the boy managed to say before they disappeared in a puff of smoke.
The woman's silhouette was hunched a hand covered her mouth as she stifled a laughter. "No matter how many times I see it, Naruto-kun is the only one who manage to make Kakashi wear a exasperated look."
The woman stood up her hand gliding in the air as she grabbed her wine glass, she walked towards the balcony on the east side of her office and stopped a meter away from the edge. Minutes of silence later a burst of light appeared beyond the mountains, clouds lighting up in tandem with the rising sun. The rays of light rose until it reaches the confines of the village, roosters crowed in greeting and alarms rung in different tunes, not a minute later a loud shout of 'Youth!' echoed on the east side of the village followed by strings of curses from the sleeping occupants of the area. After minutes of chaos of the usual morning routine, the village had waken up enough to start the day. Vendors began to open their shops and households began to clean their surroundings, flashes of black and green zipped through the roofs and some white ones can be seen standing in the shadows.
"The day has finally started and it seems it is the start of a new chapter of chaos for the Hidden Villages..." The woman thought as she idly swirled her wine.
Now that the sun has risen high, the woman's feature can now be seen. She was an inch taller than the average height and wore a long sleeved turtle neck mesh shirt, with only a black flak jacket to cover her chest. She wore the standard pants, tucked in knee high steel toed boots, and lastly a haori with the word Hokage written in runes of her specialty. The woman's feature were disarming at first glance, her easy going smile and glinting lavender eyes only shows a happy go lucky person, her scarlet hair that was known for it's length was now tied in an elaborate bun placed at the nape of her neck showing a motherly aura on her subjects. Yet despite her appearance many Kages in other Villages are weary on her strength, news that she challenged the previous Hokage multiple times and ended the battle with a tie, earned a well deserved respect from other countries.
However what the other Kages didn't know is that the 'battles' are a one sided argument and always leading the previous Hokage in a whipped state since no husband would extend the torture of a wife in her period. This situation was known in the village, yet despite the sorry state of the previous Hokage in the aftermath, he still earned the respect because of his kindness, strength and mastery of an obscure technique. The red haired Hokage meanwhile earned the respect by single-handedly defeating a combined assault of rebellious villages in one of her missions, using her sealing arts, kenjutsu and unpredictability.
The red haired woman, now sitting precariously at the edge of the balcony finished her drink and turned back to her office, there is still paperwork to finish. As the woman sat on her chair, a golden plaque shine beneath the sun's ray, the name Uzumaki Kushina engraved in an elaborate lettering.
Meanwhile...
Namimori: Sawada Residence, 0630
"HHIIIIEEEE!" a feminine like screech echoed through out the household and was immediately followed by a loud bang, eerily familiar to a gunshot.
"Wake up dame Tsuna!" a baby-ish voice ordered.
"Reborn!"
A/N: This is my first story in over 5 years of lurking in this site. So any comment, critics, suggestions and violent reactions are welcome -no flames though-. anyway tell me! BTW if you have any ideas you can add your own I'll think about it :D
