Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, in this universe.
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Hitan watched silently as the son of a wealthy fuedal lord leant over to kiss the young woman he was with. It was a romantic scene, the moon was full, the fireflies were out, a warm breeze was blowing in off the ocean, and Hitan was totally oblivious to such things as he crouched in the shadows awaiting the best opportunity to strike. After a minute the two lovers were so deep in their kiss it would have taken a war to attract their attention, that or the wazikashi that suddenly appeared, connecting their hearts in a way no love ever could. Hitan stood still for a second, his emotionless face hidden by a similarly blank ANBU mask as he searched the area with his senses for a sound other than the slow dripping of blood forming a puddle around two dead lovers. Hearing nothing he adjusted the two bodies so it looked like the woman had murdered her lover and herself at the same time with a borrowed blade, then left as silently as he arrived.
Tsunade was working at her desk, well it looked like she was working any ways, when a detached voice addressed her, "I have accomplished my mission successfully Hokage-sama,"
She looked up startled. It was Hitan, "Excellent, that's all I have for you today," she said, dismissing him.
He left as stealthily as he had entered leaving a shaken Tsunade in his wake. Tsunade had always been disturbed by the young teen, he was so detached from emotions. Sure she'd met ANBU root operatives that had had their emotions trained out of them but there'd still been a trace of normal humanity left in them. A trace that Hitan lacked completely. She had personally witnessed Hitan single handedly decimate a squad of enemy genin, all of them still children. It had been horrendous the cold efficiency he murdered them with as their parents looked on. No enemy, no matter how evil, should have to watch their children slaughtered in the name of war, yet Hitan had done so without pause and without remorse following his orders to 'subjugate all resistance' with cold precision.
In a dark room miles below ground Hitan met the man who really ran the Village Hidden in the Leaves, "Good evening operative, what is your name?" asked the mysterious man.
"I have no name in the service of my village," replied Hitan sharply.
"Very good, How do you feel about that?" the man inquired.
"I am merely a weapon in the service of village, feelings and emotions dull my edge and leave me useless," Hitan replied again.
"Excellent, How best do you serve your village?" The man's excitement seemed to grow as Hitan replied in his emotionless voice.
"I live to serve the village council and maintain their power," Hitan replied in his arctic monotone.
"As do I, now here are your orders. After you complete the mission you are to take a week long vacation from all ninja missions," The man handed Hitan his orders inside a large foreboding envelope.
"Yes, sir," Hitan accepted the envelope and left the room promptly and headed for his quarters.
Safely in his room Hitan removed his mask and sat on his bed before opening and reading his orders. His plans became much more difficult, however he would still carry them to term. He left his room after reattaching his mask, the orders lay open on the bed, the only visible words, 'Kill the Kyuubi brat.'
A/N: Sorry it's so short but it's more of a prologue teaser thing anyways. R&R please, also I'm not asking for you to go easy or anything but this is my first fanfic so keep that in mind.