Prologue
Disclaimer: For those who don't understand, and have to rerpeat myself. I Do not own Naruto. You guys must like seeing me cry.
Warning: This story contains explicit situations. So if you're not into that kind of thing, I suggest you leave.
Author's note: Hello again! there is really nothing that I want to say here, just that I'm going to do something different this time around. I've decided (wait for it!) to write about the good guys! Yep that's right. Who? Well, for some reason I think Kakashi needs some lovin'. Those books must make him awful lonely. And maybe a couple of other guys too. If you read my stories, then you should know that not just one person ends up happy. Anyway, enjoy the first chapter of my brand new story.
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Water Village
11:55 pm
Mizukage's Mansion
The Mizukage dropped the last of his treaty documents on his office desk with an audible 'thud'. He moved his chair, running his hand over his face his crystal eyes red with fatigue. All day he had been going over all of those stupid treaties and trades, he could hardly see what was on the other side of his desk, he was so buried in paper work. He rubbed his hand over the back of his neck in a stressful gesture, so glad that it was finally the end of his day. Visions of his queensized bed and his royal blue satin pillows made his eyes droop slightly. Ah, the cool feel of his pillows under his head and falling asleep to the distant roar of the waterfall sounded like heaven.
The Mizukage was abruptly pulled out of his reverie when a knock was heard at his office door.
"Come in." Came his gruff reply before a young brown haired Jonin opened the door.
"Mizukage-sama, I know it is late but this just came in the mail for you." The Mizukage snatched the orange folder stamped 'URGENT' in big red letters. The man narrowed his eyes as he ripped along the seam with his nail and taking out the small piece of paper.
Often talked of, never seen
Ever coming, Never Been
Daily looked for, Never here
Still approaching, Coming Near
Thosands for its visit wait
Tho' they expect me to appear
They will never find me here
"What is it Lord Mizukage?" The young Jonin asked, watching as his village leaders eyes were furrowed in deep concentration, before looking over at the boy.
"It appears to be a riddle. But who would send me this so late at night?" He thought aloud. Pacing his office, trying to find the meaning of the tricky thing. Often talked of, never seen...? What could that possibly mean?
The Mizukage looked at his watch, his fatigue catching up with him when he saw that it was eleven fifty nine.
"Forget it, I'll try to figure it out tomorrow." He said, somewhat dissapointed in himself that he could not figure the riddle out. The Jonin behind him shrugged about to leave when the sound of beeping caught his ears. The mizukage turned around, looking aound his office with narrowed eyes, trying to find where the sound was coming from.
He instructed the Jonin to go around the room, to stop the incessant beeping as he went to his desk. The Mizukage put his ear to the papers on his desk, finding the annoying noise to be there. The Jonin turned around hearing the ruffling of paper, seeing his leader throwing his work to to ground. 'maybe the lack of sleep must be making him cranky.' he thought, watching on.
When he finally got to the source of the noise, he found that his desk was empty. The noise had come from under his desk. The Mizukage kneeled down, his mouth agape at seeing the ticking timebomb under his desk. He had no time to warn the young man behind him to get help before the timer went off, the last thing he saw was his wrist watch strike 12:00.
Well, at least he knew the answer to the riddle. Tomorrow.