Rain poured down onto the cracked pavement, droplets illuminated by the steady glow of the street lights. Spouts crudely shackled to the sides of buildings barely managed to contain the torrents of water that spewed out of them. A car engine cracked like thunder as a beat up Model T screeched to a halt on the road. The doors flew open on all sides and four trench coated individuals burst out. In the darkness and rain it was impossible to make out who they were. They had no umbrellas, only Capone hats to cover their heads. They didn't seem too concerned with the fact that they would have been drier in the ocean. Only one of them was tall enough to be an adult. He motioned the others to follow him with his Thompson Machine gun. No movement was wasted as they splashed through puddles towards the Ramen Noodle restaurant and smashed through the main entrance. The four immediately opened fire. Employees and patrons scrambled under tables, behind counters, anywhere they could find cover. Ammunition shells hit the floor like hailstones as bullets shrieked through the air. Wood splintered and sawdust flew into the air under the heavy blaze. When it finally stopped all that remained was a rising cloud of smoke spilling out of the sizzling tips of the gun barrels. The people in the restaurant tried to keep still, as best they could with their bodies quivering.
Then the tallest gunman took off his hat. He shook his head to get some of the water out of his drenched gray hair and said in a slightly amused tone, "Sorry to bring in the bad weather everyone."
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"Dammit!" Guy knocked the pile of documents off his desk. "What does it say about my reputation when I can't even protect the businesses I'm extorting money from!?"
Guy leaned back in his swivel chair with his hands behind his head. Rock Lee, Ten Ten, and Neji dropped their heads.
"I'm sorry Guy sensei! I already did one thousand push ups to atone for my mistakes! It won't happen again!" Rock Lee responded obediently.
"It's not good enough Rock. Kakashi is becoming too strong. He's been chipping away at my turf for the past month and there's nothing I can do about it. He's a guerrilla force. I just don't have enough men to completely snuff him out. The lanky bastard's confidence is growing. The heist at the Ramen Noodle place last night was his most daring maneuver yet. He needs to understand that I will not tolerate this behavior," Guy said, forming a steeple with his finger tips.
There was a long pause, then footsteps at the entrance. Guy stood up. The floor boards creaked under his smooth gait. The only light came from a single, candlelit chandelier dangling high up on the ceiling. "I've decided to enlist some additional muscle."
He opened the door. Silhouetted in its frame were three figures. "Say hello to Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara."