Two weeks.

Two weeks since Wufei had left his friends, one and a half weeks since he'd met the Hokage. His trip from Arabia to the Hidden Lands had been relitively short, he remembered, since shinobi can travel by far quicker then anyone else, and the super pervert had summoned frogs to help them cross the ocean when they'd come to the large body of water.

The Uchiha boy lay on a futon at this exact moment, eyes half lidded in a summer drouze, the sheets covering up his form. His window was wide open, leaving him site to the stormclouds outside. It had started a few hours ago, and showed no guise at letting up, rain falling down in sheets.

The street below his bedroom window was empty as always, he knew- Wufei couldnt help but wonder what it had looked like as a thriving peice of the city, and wondered when it would become that way again. How long it would take. If it was even possible, with him being the only one of the proper bloodline to live in this district?

The sixteen year old stood silently, flipping the covers off him as he did so, weary limbs trudging over to said window, a small smile on his face as he imagined it bustling with people. Yes, people would be nice...all with black hair and equal eyes, and he relised just how much he wanted it to be like that again.

He was living in his own older brother's bedroom, back in his direct family's house, not having been in his cousin's house beyond the first day. Of course, he'd returned to the doorstep the morning after to greet Ino, who as promised had come to show him around a village that never changed. Ever.

In excuss, he guessed it was mainly just to see his friend again.

Friends...bah! As if he thought her that. She was just a clingy fangirl...right? Yes..she was until he deemed otherwise. Just an onna was she till then.

Just like the Godaime Hokage, who was probably the only woman he had more then an ounce of respect for. Tsunade was a renound Sannin- her power unrivaled.

Wufei could suddenly hear tapping, the sound of running feet in the puddles of water on the roadway below him. Across the street, someone ran to the door and knocked, and Wufei watched with intrest, wondering who it was and who they expected to answer. Dully noting them turn around, Wufei and his Uchiha-print boxers quickly poofed to the front door downstairs, as his room was on the third story.

He openned the door before the person knocked, resulting in him nearly getting hit in the face.

And then he relised who it was.

"What are you doing here?"

The blue-haired girl tackled him, buring her face into his naked shoulder. "Wufei-kun! They told me you were back already! I'm so sorry I didnt come sooner, I was on a mission!" Yuki cried wearily, her arms around his muscular chest.

Brow furrowing, Wufei stood there. The Shuuha onna was not one to leave without telling him why she'd come to see him in the first place. In fact, the Shuuha were just as stubborn as the Uchiha were. Its a shame that in Mizugakure they were nearly all killed because they had a bloodline limit.

"Onna, what are you doing here?" Wufei repeated, his voice sounding angry, but in fact he was worried. Back when he was younger, he had had a fanclub like every Uchiha ever to walk the face of the earth. Very few girls ignored him, and he ignored everyone, which made his fanbase want him further. It was annoying to him, but Yuki and Ino had both been one of those who did ignor him, keening an eye to his cousin. Well...Yuki ignored everyone as well.

And while he rarely spoke, he'd formed friendships with those who didnt want him, and at one point as a child believed he loved Yuki. Then he relised she loved the Karasu heir, Suki, and the Uchiha could not be happier for the two of them, even though Suki was oblivious to this fact. It was as bad as, if not worse then, the love adorning the head of the Kyuubi child, Naruto, and his pink haired attraction, Sakura.

He'd heard that Sakura and Naruto had been training with Tsunada-hime and Jiraiya-ecchi respectively, and he wondered how that would affect them. After all, Sakura, he knew, still had hearts for his cousin Sasuke.

Team love triangles were complicated.

Yuki slowly took a deep breath, carefully sorting her words out in her head. Wufei took notice of this, and sorely wanted to know what was wrong. "Uchiha-sama, Godaime-Hokage Tsunada-hime has requested me to give you this scroll immidiantly."

The scroll was small, the cylinder a lavender color, and he raised an eyebrow. "What are you? Her lapdog?"

Yuki laughed, and Wufei knew why men thought she could be a fallen angel. "Heavens no! She has a pig to do that, named Tonton. I'm simply an ANBU Captain. We're the Hokage's personal assistants, remember?" Wufei waved her off- he knew about the ANBU.

Itachi had been one.

"Come inside, onna. I'll get you something to drink." He motioned her in and then closed the door, scroll still in hand as he went to make some tea. Yuki followed him to the kitchen as he read over the contense of the scroll.

"Jounin...team...shinobi..chuunin...three... blah!" He chunked the scroll down in sudden anger, causing Yuki to real backwards as china clanked and he sat down a smouldering pot of tea, pouring it into two glasses.

"What does it say?"

"She wants me to train a group of three new recruits to Konoha. It appears they have agreed to join the shinobi ranks and are from the Outside. I'll have to start them from scratch, if I'm going to get them to praticipate even in next year's Chuunin exam, little lone this one." He sighed, ploping down in his seat, leaning his head against the cool wooden surface.

Perhaps this Hokage onna was worse after all.

"Wufei...they're your friends."