Haha I did make a sequel chapter after all! And sorry about not doing jack for a while. PROJECTS SUCK! TESTS TOO!

Amami Kyousuke, Aka "The Needle", Mist ANBU commander was worried. Not that he would ever tell anyone. He was worried for two reasons. One: he hadn't heard back from the ANBU dispatched to kill Naruto Uzumaki. Two: He forgot his wife's anniversary. Both potentially Hidden Mist destroying incidents.

The leaf could have captured the dispatched ANBU and then declare war on the Mist, because while the ANBU Tako (octopus) hadn't known, he had, the boy Naruto Uzumaki was a Jinjuriki. And that would be bad if an assassination attempt had been foiled.

Yes, it was probably supposed to be a village secret, but they were about as subtle as the leaf village founder, Madara Uchiha, going on a rampage to destroy the world would be if that situation ever came up. But that would be stupid. So that won't ever happen.

And his wife, Michiko, was evil. And a master of earth jutsu designed to wipe out scores of opponents. Or level a village. Heavy emphasis on the village levelling tidbit. That part was kind of important. And scary. Very, very scary.

Of course all thoughts of those matter slipped from mind rather quickly when he was slammed into a wall, disarmed, and knocked out.

MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

He awoke to the sound of a frog ribbiting.

When he opened his eyes he saw an upside down frog. Nope, he was upside down. Yep, this was a shitty week. He tried to move before realizing he was encased in wood.

Huh. That's unusual. This hasn't happened in at least three months.

He finally realized who got him there when he looked around and saw two figures standing in a tree nearby. Both in black cloaks. One, with a mouse mask. The other, with the mask of a hound.

Dammit. Very, very, very shitty week.

"Do not target the boy again. We would eradicate you. And it would be fun." Hound snarled. "Your agent discovered this already. And I always thought I would be more of a 'hands on' teacher."

And with that both vanished in a puff of smoke and swirling leaves.

"Well shit." Now he was stuck. And he was going to be late to his wife's make up dinner for the second time. The village was going to die.

So I hope that was a good first go at human dialogue. I don't do that often. Eh. Whatever.