Our mission: Simple. To escort some famous guy who files all the records in Konoha. If he was so famous then why haven't I ever heard of him? I probably need to get out more. Well, the asshole Uchiha heard of him. Must've been glad he was showing me up.
It was the day after we had gotten our mission, and I was in my room, preparing to leave the village. I had packed my things the day before and all I had to do was get ready. I tied my rainbow coloured, long, straight hair back with a black ribbon. It didn't keep my bangs from my face but it would work. I dressed the way I usually dressed. A white and black kimono top, three quarter cargos, my headband around my neck and my usual ninja sandals. I attached by weapons' pack on its hook on the belt loops of my pants. I neatly placed my scrolls inside my backpack along with the usual paint brush with paints.
Yes, I was an artist, but it was not just for a hobby. I studied my face in the mirror. For a moment I tried to practice a smile I should use when approaching the annoying Uchiha. It faded. My eyes were dark as the charcoal sticks I used. And they looked cold and uninviting. That's how it has always been. And it would never change. For years I had been trying to push that grim moment out of my head for years now. The day my mother was killed. The day my father had killed her and had just left the village. He could've at least said a word to me.
He left to join the Sound. No. he left to reunite with the Sound village he had left. For all those years. All those years as a family had been a lie! He was just a spy. That's all he ever was. Who would've thought that this man, who had been laughing and eating with us, was acting it the whole time? I kept feeling that it was all a joke. But I know it would never be. I still couldn't bring myself to hate him. I still couldn't believe it. He was still my father.
I left my apartment room and locked the door behind me. I walked a few feet until I turned a corner in the hallway. There that stupid Uchiha stood. "Hey," he said, with a bored expression stamped on his face. "What are you doing here?" I asked, without a trace of venom in my voice. I really wasn't in the mood for that, that day. Besides, I had a mission that I needed to successfully fulfil. And I knew arguing would affect our performance on the mission. That was not a risk I needed to take. "Waiting for you," he said, breaking my thoughts, "duh." I shrugged.
We exited the building and walked all the way to the Hokage's tower in silence. We hadn't even made eye contact. There was no awkwardness between us. We just wanted the peace to remain in the air, was all. Well, that was what I had wanted, anyway. "Who's the guy we're supposed to escort, again?" I asked, "And why?" "Tetsuya Nakamura," Sasuke said, "the filer of all records of and in Konoha. He knows everything. There was a jutsu placed on him, so that he can never lie. It is a very hard technique to reverse. Only one person in the village of the Sound knows this technique. A spy and ally of ours
"Uh, how do you know all this about him?" I asked.
"Tsunade told us this yesterday, remember?" he asked, looking at me as if I was crazy. I must have been too busy admiring Kakashi-sensei at the time. I shrugged. He sighed. "So if he files all of Konoha's records," I said, "then that must mean that he knows everything about our village. If he reveals anything, we could be in trouble." He rolled his eyes. "Obviously," he said, annoyed. I glared. "Sorry," I said, tasting sarcasm in my voice. He rolled his eyes once more. My anger deepened, but I tried to hide it. "Anyway," I said, "I just was trying to figure out why this was a C ranked mission."
"Because," a voice replied, "no one outside the village knows this." I jumped a little, at my astonishment. "Oh," Sasuke said, "Hey, Neji." I quickly turned around, feeling a smile at my lips. It was not Neji, It was Kakashi-sensei. I glared at Sasuke who was smirking at me. "I just did it to see your reaction," he said. "The person who performed the spell on Tetsuya," Kakashi-sensei continued, "was killed immediately by the ANBU. The outside villages have Konoha spies and so far, no one had made a mention of this." At once, I realized how important my mission would be. I hoped Sasuke did also, so he would know not to give me any trouble.
I noticed Kakashi-sensei was reading a book entitle 'Make out Violence.' "Oh, you're reading its sequel?" Sasuke asked him. Kakashi-sensei had a really dumb grin on his face. Well, okay, it wasn't really visible due to his mask and head band covering one eye, but, you can still read it on his face. "Yes," Kakashi-sensei replied. He sounded as if he was on another planet. Sasuke read my expression. "Don't worry," he said, "this happens all the time…Oh! Hey, Neji." I glared at Sasuke. "I am not falling for…" I started. "Hey, Sasuke. Hey, Kira," Neji said. I turned my head. "Uh…hi," I croaked.
A smirk slithered across Sasuke's face. I wanted to kill him then and there. I didn't give a damn about him being the last Uchiha. "Going on a mission?" Neji asked. I nodded dumbly. "Neji!" Tenten squealed from behind us, "Let's go!" "Coming!" he shouted back. "Later," he said to me and Sasuke. I waved. "Bye!" I shouted. "Like I said," Sasuke said, "he's Tenten's man." "Whatever," I grumbled. Kakashi-sensei looked up from his book. "Oh," he said, "here he comes."
Behind us, was a tall man in his early twenties. He had longish, black, straight hair, inches of his shoulders. He was tall, a bit muscular and had eyes that were a mixture of both silver and pale blue, reminding me of ice. He wore his goatee well on his handsome face. "Hi," he said, "I'm Tetsuya Nakamura." Wait. That was him? I thought he would be old and crusty! "I am very angry to meet you today and I'm sure you irresponsible kids will let me die by accident," he said with a warm smile on his face. "Excuse me?!" asked, feeling my face red with anger. "He can't lie," Sasuke said, "remember?"
