((Prologue: This story takes place after sasuke and naruto have fought. Sasuke is in re-hab and naruto is training with Jiraiya.))
Two men in straw hats could be seen on the horizon. One had a seemingly large weapon on his back wrapped up in bandages. As they walked the wind and sand flew to the right of them. Their clothes were swaying with the wind. One man, sorter than the man with the large weapon had a cloak on, so did the large man. Their faces were completely covered as the crossed the sandy region.
As they came closer the town's entrance a guard looked up. The sorter man looked him in the eyes and the guard almost instantly fell to the ground. The wind picked up as the men entered. The villagers were all inside their houses for protection from the sand, and wind. These two men calmly walked into a restaurant as if nothing was happening outside at all.
Meanwhile...
There was a secret upper-class Nin meeting in the village of leaf.
"There have been sightings f two men wondering about near the hidden village of the sand. One with a large sword-like weapon on his back, the other just wearing a cloak with a straw hat. I think we all remember the incident that happened just a few weeks ago." The fifth hokage spoke out to the group that had been gathered.
Conversations started up immediately between the upperclassmen. What was the leaf going to do in this situation?
Another meanwhile..
"Yes!! I am definitely wearing this during my training!" Naruto said as he waved the training suit Gai had given him.
"Oi! Naruto! I told you not to wear that thing in my presence it's prehistoric!" Jiraiya yelled at his student.
The two were walking along a small creek. There were little critters crawling on the bank. A small wind was blowing as their hair and clothes swayed with the wind. There were trees surrounding them from all sides barley letting in any sunlight.
In the bushes two men rattled on a conversation.
"Hey that guy with the hair looks pretty rich," One whispered.
"Yea, but I think their ninja." The other whispered and sighed. These men needed money BAD. They couldn't afford anything.
END OF PROLOUGE
