Misora turned to leave the giant crowd of upset shinobi, but the Hokage called her over. Leaving the rowdy crowd she stood in front of the Hokage and nodded her head. "Yes, Lord Hokage, what can I help you with?"
"I was going to send in the profile to your apartment, but since you are already here I can just hand it to you," he said. "Follow me, please." He nodded at her to follow beside him.
Out of the corner of her eye Misora saw Iruka coming up holding a giant scroll and a beat-up man by the neck. "Lord Hokage, I have recovered the scroll and the man who caused this to happen," Iruka said huffing. He dropped the man onto his knees before the Hokage. The man had shoulder length light blue hair and his eyes were black with bruises all over his face. He was wearing a regular Konaha ninja outfit like Iruka.
The Hokage scowled down at the man and said, "Who is he?"
Iruka gasped, "You don't know him?"
No way, Misora thought, this is the spy. "Lord Hokage, this man is the spy who has been giving our information to other enemy villages!" Misora pointed down at the man with disgust. "I've been working to find you," she said through clenched teeth.
"Is he now," the Hokage said calm and collected, "and what is your name?"
The man coughed and glared up at the Hokage. "Like…I'm telling you." He coughed again and remained glaring up at the Hokage.
"Very well," he said. Out of nowhere two Anbu appeared and grabbed the man by his shoulders. They had on animal masks and wore all black. One had the mask of a fox and the other the mask of a strange cat. "Find out who he really is."
"Yes sir," they said at the same time as one voice.
"I'm going also," Misora said.
"No, you have another task," the Hokage said. He nodded to the two Anbu and they teleported themselves down into the Foundation with the spy. "Iruka, I want you to find one of my advisors who can take care of that scroll," the Hokage said turning to Iruka.
Iruka nodded and turned to leave.
The Hokage continued walking down the hall with Misora, but a tall man with an Anbu mask on turned around the corner and came face to face with the Hokage. "Oh, excuse me, Lord Hokage," the man said. He stepped back away from his face and did a little bow in a sign of respect. The tall Anbu had a mask of a gray wolf and through the slits for the eyes Misora could see them being a light gray.
The man looked over at Misora and she straightened her back right away and looked away from his eyes. In a low voice the man said, "Misora, what are you doing out of your station? You will be needed to conduct another mission." Misora recognized from his voice that he was Captain Hato, the leader of her division and her squad. He was strict and worked hard for the Foundation. He would have never let Misora work beside the Hokage if it was his decision because he was solely loyal to the Foundation, not the Hokage.
"Yes, Captain Hato, but-"
"She is already in another mission; one I assigned her to," the Hokage said. He had a stern look on his face. "Is there anything you need to tell me Captain?"
Hato nodded in an apologetic way and said, "Lord Danzō requests a meeting with you immediately. He is waiting in the main conference room."
Danzō was the advisor over the Foundation. He conducted everything in the program; from where a member lived to how the missions were completed. Misora thought of him as the ultimate puppeteer. If Danzō knew that the Hokage was telling Misora what to do he would be beyond outraged.
"Inform him that I will be there shortly," the Hokage said.
"Yes sir," Hato said. He bowed again and teleported himself gone.
"I haven't told Danzō about my plans for you yet. This would be a good time to tell him, wouldn't it?" The Hokage and Misora continued walking down the hallway and stepped into his office.
"Sir, if I could say it, I think, it would be best if I changed my position," Misora said in a cautious tone.
"What do you mean?"
"Instead of working in The Foundation any longer…I may become a regular Jônin."
"Why do you think that?"
"I cannot say what I think," Misora said in a low voice.
"Hmm," the Hokage stroked his beard. "The Curse Mark of the Anbu, I forgot. With the Curse Mark on your tongue you are forbidden to speak ill of the Foundation or what goes on inside the program."
"Yes sir," Misora said quickly. "I would like to tell you my theories in my mind, but if I did I would lose my tongue forever…I will never be able to speak again."
He nodded, "I understand."
Misora gulped down what she wanted to say. "I've said too much." She shook her head. "I must leave; may I have the profile so I can be on my way?"
The Hokage sighed and placed the folder in Misora's open hand. "Just so you know I am fully aware of the dangers that surround me…and I will try to work with Danzō to make you an Operation's Squad leader." He smiled slightly. "Hurry so you can meet your new student at noon today on the old Aka Bridge."
"Yes sir," Misora muttered. She did a simple hand sign and teleported out of his office and into her apartment.
Misora was getting out of the bathroom from taking a long shower when she looked at the black kitty-cat clock above her sink. It was a cute little clock with the head of a cat on top and the clock as its belly with his black tail swishing back-and-forth from every second that passed. Oh, no, I'm going to be late, Misora thought from seeing that the time was 11:30. She had to be at the Aka Bridge at noon and the bridge was on the other side of the village from her apartment.
Misora quickly dried her neck length mid-night blue hair and began to get dressed in a rush. When she put on her left shoe and looked at the time it was already 11:40. Misora wanted to teleport to the bridge, but teleporting was not allowed in the town unless it was from the Hokage's offices to your apartment. That way no spy could see where an ANBU agent was living. Then the spy could break into the ANBU's home and steal important information about the Foundation.
Leaving her weapons behind she ran out of her home. If I jump from rooftop to rooftop I could save time and pass by all the people in the streets. Misora's apartment was on the top floor of the complex, the fourth floor, and was easy to reach the roof. She began jumping when she remembered she never read Aiko's profile. She did not know what she would encounter when she met Aiko, but whatever it maybe Misora would not know until after their meeting and she got the opportunity to sit down and read the folder.
As Misora became closer to the bridge she got down from the roof's and walked through the thinned out street. Most people were inside a restaurant eating their lunch or at home. That left the streets clam and easy to walk down. The Aka Bridge was the first built bridge in the village. It crossed the Aka River; a smooth, calm water river that appeared to be red from the rocks at the bottom of the river. The bridge was made out of all wood from the nearby forests and had fading red paint. In the middle of the bridge was a young girl sitting on a bench looking down at the water going under the bridge. She had a look that she was in a deep thought…a sad thought.
"You must be Aiko," Misora said standing beside the bench the girl was sitting on.
The girl looked at Misora quickly and lost the gloom in her eyes. Instead the girl with knee length red hair smiled a sweet smile and her narrow gray eyes twinkled cheerfully. "Oh, yes, I am. Are you my new teacher," the girl asked. She had a normal voice, but it reminded Misora of her childhood friend who would always cause trouble and had a thing for mischief.
"Yes. My name is Akiyama Misora." Misora smiled under her mask. "May I sit with you?"
"Oh, yeah, sure," Aiko said quickly. Right beside her was a sketch book and pencils. She grabbed them and placed them on her lap.
"Is that your drawing," Misora said. She looked down at the sketch book and saw the lines making out the formation of the Aka Bridge.
"Yeah," Aiko said shyly. She flipped the page cover over and closed the sketch book hiding the gray drawing.
"You like to draw? May I see what you have drawn so far?" Misora held out her hand for the book.
"No," Aiko said with a glare in her eyes. "I don't let anybody look at them."
"Oh," Misora put her hand back on top of her lap. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to offend you."
Aiko looked down at the floor and held the book close to her chest.
"Well, why don't you introduce yourself?" Aiko said looking into Misora's eyes. She no longer looked upset and had a smirk on her lips.
"Me? Hmmm, well there isn't much to say…" Misora blushed under her mask. "But alright. What do you want me to say?"
"Well, what you like, thing you hate, your hobbies, your dreams and goals for the future; that would be a good beginning," Aiko said smiling.
"Very well, things I like and things I hate," Misora thought about it for a second. "I don't feel like telling you that. Hobbies…I have lots of hobbies. My dreams for the future…hmmm I never really thought about it." Misora looked up at the sky. "As for my goals…that's really none of your business."
Misora smiled. "Okay, your turn."
She didn't tell me anything. The only thing I know about her is her name…Aiko thought bitterly.
"All right," she said. "My name is Oshiro Aiko. I'm 14 years old and I was born in the Hidden Grass Village. I like to listen to music, draw, and watch my favorite shows. I also like to cook and babysit my nephew Kenta. He is so cute! I love him so much and I couldn't live without him!" While Aiko was talking she made grand hand gestures, as if she was talking with her hands. "I hate people who aren't loyal and aren't reliable!" She scowled, "People who don't respect my family or my friends."
"I have hobbies of listening to music, drawing, and watching my favorite shows," she said counting it down on her fingers. "Cooking and watching my nephew Kenta."
She already said that, Misora thought. This girl likes to talk a whole lot. That could be her number one hobby…
"And my dreams and goal for the future is to become the best at taijustu and show other people that just because you can't control your chakra perfectly doesn't mean you can't be a ninja!"
"Hmmm," Misora mumbled. "You have no control over your chakra?"
"Well, kinda. I am able to sometimes control it. I want to learn to control my chakra though. Just so I have no weakness when it comes to battling enemy ninjas!"
Misora smiled. "Well, I can help you with that. Easy," she snapped. "All we need to do is have a little exercise tomorrow so I can see what I can help you improve on. See your style of fighting."
"Right," Aiko nodded. "What will the exercise be?"
"Oh, I can't tell you that! It would ruin the surprise!"
Aiko frowned. "Of course," she muttered under her breath. "Then how am I going to be able to train?"
"Just train like you normally do. I want to see you fighting at your best." Misora stood up. "I'll meet you tomorrow at 5 at the training grounds. Bring all your ninja gear."
"Wait," Aiko stood up also. She pointed at Misora's right bicep. Misora normally wore long sleeve shirts, but right now she was wearing a shirt that had no sleeves. Aiko lightly touched Misora's bicep where she had a tattoo of the ANBU mark. "You are an ANBU Black Op," Aiko said completely shocked.
"Yes," Misora said. She placed her hand over the mark to cover it.
"Wow that is so cool!" Aiko smiled big. "You've killed many people haven't you? I mean you're the real deal! Oh, when we go on missions will we do ANBU ranked ones?"
"No," Misora said.
"But why not," Aiko frowned.
"Because you're only a genin," Misora said. "I'll meet you tomorrow."
"But-," Aiko stammered.
"Bye," Misora said. She turned around and began walking away from Aiko and back to her apartment to put on her long sleeve shirt.
The wind blew strong and made Aiko's hair sway with the breeze. "Goodbye," she said in a sad tone.