Chapter 34: Elderly Problems
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Moran just fells a headache coming, just looking at this woman.
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Start date, January 28
Moran would have let out a moan, as he entered the living room, seeing one of his nightmares in the kitchen. He glanced at the three cadets putting stuff in the refrigerator and cabinets. He gave the woman a smile as she started to mix something in a bowl.
"Good evening Lane-san, how are you." he said
"Flattery will not get you anywhere. Go wash up, I will call you for dinner."
The man chuckled and walked towards the kitchen. He grabbed a water bottle from one of the cadets, before it was put up. He turned his head and watched one of the cadets sneak towards the window. He rose an eyebrow, as a wooden spoon flew past his head and smacked the back of the boy's.
"You leave him alone. Now you three get."
The three left the room, quickly. They wanted to get as far away from two of the feared people of Fang. Moran walked towards his room and looked to the window. He frowned, seeing the boy sleeping by the window. He looked back to the woman as she set something in the oven. She turned around and placed her hands on her hips.
"I found him like that when I returned."
Moran nodded and looked back to the boy.
"You doing this on your own?" he asked
She gave a snort and returned back to cooking. He took that as a yes.
"I find what that old fool is doing, is wrong. The boy should have been sent home. This is going to cause problems." she said
Moran let out a sigh, glad to have someone that agreed with him. He smirked, since this woman was a few years older then the lord. He frowned, knowing the lord was not listening to the councilor's views.
"Problems have already started. The boy has gone through a lot in the past few months, afraid. He only trusts me so much. He started to talk some, but it's mostly has been about when will he be sent home."
The woman nodded and moved a pan to the stove.
"What I know, he is an orphan and what that idiot has said was the boy was hated by his village. Not a good excuse to kidnap him, even if he found the boy interesting. If I have my way, that pompous windbag will have the boy sent home with a good amount of compensation from his own pocket. We don't need a war. It would have been best you had let the boy go." she said
Moran let out a sigh.
"He was sick and might not have made it. I had backtracked his trial and find he was serious injured just two weeks after he escaped. He fell in a river and got swept away and beforehand, he was attacked by bandits. If he escapes again, the lord will do something more serious then just put him in a room and have someone look after him."
The women shook her head and Moran entered his room. He got a change of clothes and went to get a shower. The woman set the table, an air of anger around her. Naruto let out a sigh, wondering if he should trust this woman. He frowned, wanting to be home. He wondered how that would happen. He knew he could not escape now, not until the seal was off of him. He knew he could wait till he is asked about again and there might be a chance the lord would fess up and hand him over. He curled in a ball, thinking of ways he could be persuaded to stay and deflect from his home, which he would never do, unless something else that caused him to do so. He reached up, wanting to grab his necklace. He wondered what would happen if he did escape. Would he be captured again or would he make it? He also wondered what Tsunade and the others would do to get him back and after he is gone from this place. He frowned again, wondering what the others were up to. Where they worried about him or just have they forgotten about him?
He jumped at the touch to his arm. He looked back, seeing the woman. He did not know what to do as she grabbed his arm and made him stand up. He frowned as she led him to the table and forced him to set down. He kept his gaze from her as she set food on the table. His nose twitched, smelling all the different foods. Moran walked out of the bathroom, raising an eyebrow at seeing the boy at the table. His shoulders slump, knowing this woman was going to a thorn in his side. The woman was too good natured, but it was not wise to anger her. He shuddered, since he was on the list of hate and like with her. He entered his room and dropped off his dirty clothes. He walked out and quickly went to the seat the woman was about to set down on. He smiled at her and helped her push her chair in. He quickly served the food for the three, before setting himself.
"Lane-san is there something you need." he asked
The woman gave a huff.
"A large switch."
Moran chuckled nervously and pored her more tea. He glanced to the boy and saw he was eating slowly. He frowned, seeing the boy's claws out. He looked to the woman, seeing she was unaffected by this. He served himself more soup to eat and cleared his throat.
"Will you be around more?" he asked
The woman snorted.
"Yes. I will make sure you feed the boy and none of that junk food you bought him. He will need exercise."
The man nodded.
"I plan on taking him to the indoor swimming pool tomorrow. Roam told me to take him out this afternoon."
She snorted and stood up. She placed more food on Naruto's plate, with a heavy serving of vegetables. Naruto found he did not like this woman, very much. He ate his food, trying his best not to make a disgusted face. He glanced up, causing the two to look at him as his eyes slit and turn red. He sniffed the air. Moran frowned as the boy left the table and entered the bedroom. He looked to the woman, seeing she was shocked at what she saw. They looked to the door as it was opened, and the lord entered with a smile, rounding the wall to look into the small dining area of the kitchen. His smile fell slightly when he saw the woman.
"Lane-san, it's a pleaser to see you. I thought you were gone off somewhere."
Moran kept from laughing, hearing the woman mumbling something about the man thinking she was dead under a rock. She stood up and started to put the food away. Moran helped, knowing it would be wise.
"No, I have been here, if you just look. I am slightly disappointed in you, but old men like you, I think that is what is expected. Moran, I doubt you have swim trunks for the boy, so I will pick some up for him. I will meet you at the pool tomorrow at eight. That will give you plenty of time to get him up and fed. Now do the dishes tonight and get that pigpen of your room cleaned up."
Moran nodded and started cleaning dishes. The woman left the room, a smirk on her face, leaving a close to fuming lord behind. Moran ignored the man as he watched the woman leave. He glanced back when he felt the gaze from the man on his back.
"I want more from the boy." the lord said
Moran frowned, knowing the man was starting to become impatient. He let out a sigh as the door shut. He looked to the room the boy was in, wondering if he should do something. His shoulders slump in defeat, knowing he might receive an earful tomorrow from the woman.
End date, January 28
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