Chapter One In Which a Star is Born
Fwump
The Hokage let his head hit the ornate wooden desk. What did I do to deserve this? He mused idly while he continued to let his forehead bear the brunt of the punishment. His eyes flew back up to the top of the letter that was unfortunately mashed between his wrinkly forehead and the unforgiving desk.
Hokage-sama,
I just thought that I should inform you that Uzumaki Naruto and I will be leaving the village. Why you ask?
Actually he still wasn't done wondering why his long life seemed to be a list of catastrophes.
As you know I have been searching for the perfect lead in my newest creation! Yes, I realize that my other works were not received with much enthusiasm, I blame your populous for this, they simply don't appreciate true art. But this I assure you will hit the top! In fact, I am so confident I have already started plans for a tour!
Directors. The normally genial leader of the Leaf village scowled darkly, they thought they could do whatever they wanted. All in the name of art he supposed.
We have left to get in touch with some of my contacts to get started on production. As you know, live theater requires a great deal of coordination and specialized staff, which I am sad to say are not present in Konoha.
He sighed again, his mind mulling over the ramifications of Uzumaki Naruto's disappearance.
How could that woman believe that a four year old could act? Not to mention said four year old was probably a prime target for any sort of missing nin.
Have no fear though, we shall return.
Ah, that was the other thing he didn't like about directors- so unnecessarily dramatic.
Poor kid has his heart set on being a ninja, it's so obvious he's meant for the stage! However, on my word I will return him when he's old enough to enter that flimflam academy of yours. I'll be sending you tickets for our performance in Fire Country, not in Konoha mind you, we will be performing in the capital! Hope you like to travel.
Sincerely,
Hikatu
Fwump
At least, thought the Hokage through his stress induced haze, I won't have to deal with the 'Uzumaki Complaint' paperwork. Said pile was scattered on the floor due to Saroutobi's masichotic tendencies.
Oh dear... A giant plot bunny tried to eat me... but instead it decided to force me to slave away in front of the computer. I believe in setting a good groundwork before really moving forward in a story so I'll have to try and hold myself back from rushing through events! It is a neverending battle sigh.
Flames are welcome as long as they have some advice in them- telling me my story sucks won't help change anything.
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