Chapter 32: Anger and Wonders
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Moran is not happy. Kakashi is lazy as ever. Jiraiya thinks back and fears the future. There is an air of terror around Tsunade. Anko finds it funny.
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Start date, January 28
Naruto looked to who was waking him and found Moran. He blinked, as the man felt his forehead. He rolled over and pulled his blankets over his head. Moran frowned at this and looked back, nodding his head when someone brought the boy a jacket. He looked back to the boy, hearing soft snores from him.
"Wake up and get changed. I have to move you to another room."
Naruto let out a small whine as the man pulled back his covers. He curled in a ball, not liking the cold of the room. Moran let out a sigh and pulled Naruto to set on the bed. Naruto blinked and glanced around. He crossed his arms and looked to the man as he walked back to the boy. He knelt down and felt his forehead again, his cheeks, and his stomach, which Naruto jumped at the man's cold hands.
"What happened to you?" Naruto asked, rubbing his eyes
The man chuckled and pulled the boy's shirt off. He snorted, watching the boy's flush skin start to bump up. The man had a large burse on his face and his left arm was wrapped in bandages.
"Reason I was gone the last few day's. I was sent on a mission right after I dropped off your lunch the other day. Some trouble in a town not far from here. Let's just say it was more then expected. Now how long has this room been so cold?" he asked
Naruto frowned as the man slipped the new shirt on him. Naruto blinked, not really knowing. All he knew was he did not fell well again, he was hungry, and all he wanted to do was sleep. He frowned as his stomach growled out.
"I'm hungry." he said, his teeth starting to chatter
The man gave him a pair of pants to change into and stood up. He shot a glare to the mirror and looked back to the boy as he struggle to put on his socks.
"I will be right back."
Naruto looked up and watched the man walk out. He would have smiled, but feared he would cause the snot running from his nose to enter his mouth. He sneezed, causing him to fall forward on the floor. He blinked, at his bed and cursed the sock he was trying to get on. He pushed himself to set up and pulled on the sock. He stood up and changed into his pants and looked around for his boots, but saw his bed instead. He grinned and fell back on it and rolled many times, getting himself cocooned in the blanket. He curled in a ball and fell back to sleep. Outside the room, Moran yanked the door open to the observation room. He walked in, looking down at the two in the room. One started to mumble, saying it was Ken's idea and did it after the man left on his mission and about the fever will make the boy talk. Moran narrowed his eyes at them, as both fell out of their chairs and pressed their backs to the wall behind them.
"And I would guess not feeding him was your idea."
His hand shot to his side and punched the stone wall. A squeak came next to where his fist was and in a shimmer, Kara appeared, trembling with fear. She looked at him, trying to smile sheepishly at the man.
"You see, I read about starving the prisoner and getting information from offering food at a later time when the prisoner would give the info that was needed."
She cowered down from the man's gaze.
"Did the lord allow it?"
He looked to the other two, watching them shake their heads no. He looked back to the woman, watching her move away from him.
"In that room now, all three of you."
He moved his arm back to his side and walked out of the room. The three quickly left the room when he looked back. They entered the room, watching the man as he entered. He picked up the jacket and walked to the boy. He frowned and looked back, giving them a smile, which they flinched at.
"You will stay in here. Off with your clothes, expect your undergarments. Throw them outside, along with the sheets and clothes in the closet and dresser and the towels."
They were about to protest, but shut their mouths when Moran narrowed his eyes. In a matter of moments, they were out of their clothes. One man took their clothes and set them outside. Moran picked up Naruto and stepped back as the other man piled all the boy's clothes and towels on the bed and pulled the sheets off. The man quickly set them outside. Moran walked to the table and picked the cup setting there. He took a sniff, curling his nose. He threw the cup down, it shuttering. He raised an eyebrow, seeing a folded piece of paper. He grabbed it and left the room. He kicked the door shut, letting out a snort as the door was pounded on by the woman. He walked into the observation room and turned down the temperature to the room. He smirked, watching the woman start to pound on the mirror. It would not break and she would not break it, risking more punishment, if she could even break it. He turned around, raising an eyebrow at the lord, snickering to himself at the scene. The man cleared his throat, making himself important.
"I will talk to Ken about what he has done. That man is too impatient for anything. I will place those three on leave and have someone come to release them later."
Moran nodded and stepped out of the room. He walked off, a frown on his face. He glanced to his left, seeing the man slightly behind him. He would have snorted, since he knew the man was being cautious around him at the moment. He would throw a punch or even yell at the man, not caring if he insulted the lord. A punishment would not come, since the man would find his outburst just.
"Is there something you need of me?" Moran asked
"No, I just wanted to see the boy. I guess I should have kept a closer eye on him. I believe I will send someone to get the boy's favorite food."
Moran snorted.
"Better get him two of every kind."
The lord nodded and stopped. Moran stopped and turned to face the man. He saw the frown on the man's face as he looked to the boy. The man walked forward and brushed a hand over the boy's face, getting a whimper, before the boy hid his head in the cover. Moran frowned, knowing the man was not happy to be feared by the boy. He looked to the man.
"Moran-san, take care of him, I fell something will happen, not entirely to the boy, but us as a whole."
Moran nodded and handed the man the letter.
"I doubt you will send it off, but I even know you can get something out of it about the boy."
The lord nodded and walked off. Moran shook his head and walked off, heading to the other side of the keep. He traveled up many flights, before entering a large room, sectioned off by a large couch. He glanced to the kitchen, hoping they stocked it with food. He entered the room for the boy and laid him down on the bed. He left, after coving Naruto up with more blankets. He entered the living room and plopped down on the couch, letting out a tired sigh. He wondered about talking to the man about sending the boy home.
-captured-
Kakashi set down his bag in the room he had on the ship. He snorted since the lord arranged tickets on cruise ship for them. He let out a sigh, believing it would be better and not cramped up, causing other tempers to flare. He sat down, placing his elbows on his knees and resting his head on the palms of his hands. He let out a sigh, wondering about many things. He snickered, remembering Sakura scaring a group of the cadets when they commented on her forehead. He shuddered, hoping he did not wind up behind one of her punches any time soon. He hoped the boy that got beat up by her was doing okay, and not having nightmares about his encounter. He shrugged, since the boy should have known better, and he was sixteen. He chuckled nervously, since he heard something about the boy being the nephew of a high official of Moon.
He let out another sigh, thinking of how to keep the tempers under control on the way back home. He knew their way home, will take longer. He did smile, since he would not have to deal with Gai, since the man would be indisposed during the trip and sharing his room with his student. His dropped his arms, crossing them over his lap, his head falling forward. He was not looking forward once he returned to Konoha. He shook, wondering what pain he would be in from the Hokage, since in a way, he was in charge of this mission and so many things have gone wrong. He let out another sigh and laid back, smirking at the pain that Jiraiya would be in, if he did not get Naruto back. He chuckled, but it died. He sighed for the fifth time, wondering what the blond ninja was going to do to them, for keeping his parentage a secret. He closed his eye and wander off to an uncomfortable sleep.
-captured-
Jiraiya grunted, before Gamakichi disappeared in a cloud of smoke. He got yelled at by the frog, saying it would not be sent to its death by fist from Tsunade. He let out a sigh and rubbed the top of his head. He looked up, looking in the thin forest of Fang. He made it out of Moon two day's ago, having increased his hours traveled. He stood up and shouldered his bag. He walked off, hoping to come across a town, with at least a small hotel. He blanched from the breakfast he ate just a few minutes ago. He wanted a hot bath and warm food. He would give anything to have some warm sake. He let out another sigh and looked up at the sky, asking the Gods, why me. He knew the answer. One night so long ago, in two different people's grief, too much alcohol, came a boy that caused joy to spread. Father he was not, more like an uncle that was bizarre. Mother was not Tsunade; she was like a short tempered aunt or strict grandmother. He chuckled, wondering if she would have been a real mother, with her first love. He snorted, but continued chuckling, never seeing himself and Tsunade as parents. His laughter tuned deep, wondering about Orochimaru being a father. He would believe the children would be spoiled and the man would be close to killing his offspring or even himself.
He snorted, wondering what people would say about a boy being descended from three great humans and to an all powerful yokai. He shook his head, knowing both would cause problems if that was found out. He shuddered, wondering what the boy would do to him, since learning of his father and his yokai turn human mother and yokai grandfather. He stopped, his whole body shaking, wondering what would happen when the boy learned he was his grandfather. He knew it would not be pretty. He raised an eyebrow, kind of hoping Tsunade would kill him, before that happened. He rather has death, then be tortured by the boy about knowing who his parents were. He let out another sigh and walked off, grumbling to himself, hoping about any type of civilization to appear.
-captured-
Tsunade leaned back in her chair, her desk cleaned of any work. Her elbows rested on the armrests of her chair, her fingers tips touching each other. She narrowed her eyes, looking at the door, picturing a cowering Jiraiya walking in and what she would do to him, along with many others. Her killer intent was felt in the death alley by anyone who passed by. People shuddered at having walk by the doors, since many have fainted from the horrors of their own death or other images. Word spread that even Ibiki was effect, to a point. Anko would stake out the place, eating dango, watching and laughing all who went by.
Academy students dared each other to walk by the place, but Shizune made sure that did not happen, having extra guards to deal with the ones who fainted. The guards stationed at the door, made sure to keep well away from the doors, not wanting to be squished, if the doors happen to be pushed open a little too fast. Snickering came from Anko as she watched an aid walk up to the doors, papers in his hands. He shook like a leaf about to be blown off a tree from high winds, thus the winds was Tsunade and any aspect of her, like her killer intent or strength. The aid made it inside and set the papers down. Once he was outside, a guard caught him as he fainted and both disappeared. Anko ended up snorting up her drink through her nose. Once she was settled, she waited patiently for the next victim.
End date, January 28
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