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AN- Hey everybody, how's it going? I Just want to take the time to make a fromal apology for going AWOL for the last 9 months. Things on my end have been quite hectic. My financial aid for college didnt come in on time, meaning I ended up missing the semester. I found, and lost, a job, and my parents and I havent been on exactly cordial terms. But I solved most of those issues, which means I'm back for good. I just got one more thing to say. Please, please review. The more reviews I get, I can become that much better at writing.

Legend:

'...Human or Lesser Summon Thinking/Small A/N...'

'...Demon or Summon Boss Thinking...'

"...Human or Lesser Summon Talking..."

"...Demon or Summon Boss Talking..."

"...SHOUTING/TWO OR MORE PEOPLE SAYING THE SAME THING/CASTING THE SAME JUTSU..."


Hiruzen stared blankly at his pipe, which lay haphazardly in the snow. During Tsukihana's explanation, he had bitten down harder and harder on the end until it had finally snapped. Had he not been so preoccupied with his own thoughts, he would have wondered where the piece of pipe that had remained in his mouth had dissapeared to.

"This is.....extremely disconcerting, Tsukihana."

He glanced upward, and his gaze met her tear streaked face. She had been crying the entire time.

"You must understand Sarutobi-sensei, I had no way of knowing, if I had, I would have-"

He raised a hand, cutting her off.

"I know." he sighed "Though I'm still not sure what was going on in your mind when you chose to fraternize with that....demon."

A softness crossed across her features.

"Love works in mysterious ways, Sarutobi-sensei. You dont understand, the only experience you have with him was on that night. You can never know or undertsand him how I knew did."

He sighed again, one, wrinkled hand coming up to his head to start massaging the bridge of his nose.
Ever since this girl had been a genin, she had always found ways to nearly give him a stroke.

"Your right." he sighed conceding defeat. "But that still leaves us with an extremely delicate situation, Tsukihana. How do you expect me to grant you a permanent leave of absence? You know Fugaku nor the council would never allow it. They would demand my resignation and before you could reach Kirigakure you would have half of ANBU in pursuit."

Tsukihana looked at the ground for a moment, her bangs obscuring her eyes from view.

"I have a contact in Kirigakure, I plan on meeting them at the border."

"You've been planning this for sometime."

The young woman nodded.

"Since the attack."

"That still doesnt answer what to do about the council and Fugaku."

A smile played across her lips. Hiruzen noted that it was the first genuine smile he had seen on her face in years.

"You can always write up the papers for an S-Class mission, Sarutobi-sensei."

Old eyes widened in shock as the relization smacked him promtply in the face. Of course! If She left the village on a mission, neither the council nor her clan could do anything about it. That still left one problem though.

"What about Kitsune?"

The smile grew wider.

"Your giving me too little credit, I can always say I intend to train him as part of the mission.

Now he was smiling as well. He shook his head disbelievingly.

"You clever bitch."

She stuck he tounge out at him.

"Hey, now, I wasn't the top of my class for nothing."

He chuckled softly to himself, and vaguely wondered what had brought about this change in her attitude.

"Very well, I can see you've thought everything through. I'll go write up the papers now."

She bowed gratefully, tears once again in her eyes.

As he got up off the bench to leave, he felt a small tug on his sleeve, he turned around.

"By the way, Sarutobi-sensei, I'm leaving tonight."

His eyes widened a little.

"So soon?"

She nodded.

"But what if I had said no?"

She smiled once again. Sometimes, despite being referred to as "The Proffesor", Sarutobi could be quite dense. She rolled her eyes.

"We both know you would have said yes regardless."

Sarutobi shook his head again. What was it with Jiraiya's students that caused them to be uneccasarily reckless. He let out a small sigh. Once of these days, this girl would be the death of him, he just knew it.


Shisui was starting to lose it. Despite the very respectful and timid facade Kitsune put up when he was around his mother or other adults, the child was in reality a insane little ball of hyperactive energy. Having to chase the five year old through the streets all the way to the tiny ramen stand was bad enough, but when the kid had decided it accetable to order eight bowls of ramen, and in between bites of food pester everyone within earshot, made the poor teenager want to rip his hair out. The straw that broke the camels back, however, was when Kitsune, fueled by some kind of what Shisui surmised to be a sodium high, Managed to, in what should have been impossible for a kid his age, create a kage bushin, and play a game of tag with it. Darting out of the ramen stand screeching at the top of his lungs. As he was nearly brought to tears at the prospect of having to chase down not one, but two children, a part of his brain wondered if Itachi had these kind of problems when it came to watching Sasuke.

"Don't get me wrong," he thought "I love the kid, but dammit, I can't wait till he GROWS UP!"

He was shaken from his thoughts when he heard shouting.

"SHISUI NEE-SAN, COME ON! TRY TO CATCH ME!"

"KITSUNE! GET BACK HERE!!"

"NO, YOU GOT TO CATCH ME!"

"DON'T TELL ME 'NO' YOU LITTLE BAKA!"


Tsukihana walked silently up the street, lost in her own thoughts. A feeling of elation filled her chest. She would be leaving the village tonight. Her child would be safe, they would never find out about his father, and he would be able to live a happy and peaceful life. She was startled from her little bubble of happiness when she caught sight of said child darting down the street followed by, despite her disbelieving eyes, what appeared to be a second Kitsune. She groaned internally, and bid farewell to any notion that her son wouldn't trained as a shinobi.

"Great, he just had to be a prodigy! I fucking HATE my genetics!"

Kitsune and his clone both ran up giggling, until they caught sight of Tsukihana. As soon as the boy saw her, the color drained out of his face, and he promtly dispelled the bushin. He mother sighed at his antics.

"It's okay baby, your not in trouble."

Kitsune's shoulders slumped ever so slightly, and a little of the color returned to his cheeks. Though a look of avid confusion remained on his features.

"I'm not?"

She smiled softly, and bent down so she was eye to eye with him. She took her hand and rubbed it reassuringly through his hair. She sighed again.

"No, honey, your not, but you have to tell me, who taught you that?"

Kitsune wasn't in trouble, but whoever didn't listen to her and went behind her back sure had another thing coming,she see to that before she left.

"But Momma-"

She put a finger to his lips, silencing his protest.

"Kitsune" she said sternly "Tell me."

The child looked at the ground, and lightly toed at it. He really didnt want to tattle on Itachi nee-san, but he had seen his mother get angry, and it was scary.

"Okay, it was-"

The rest of his confession was cut off by of poof a smoke that signified a shinobi using Shunshin, and suddenly Kitsune found his head enveloped by a burly arm, while another was used to roughly deliver a noogie into his poor scalp.

"I finally caught you, you little monster!" Shisui seethed over the child's cries of pain as he mercilessly ground his knuckles into Kitsune's head.

"OW! PLEASE, NO! IM SORRY SHISUI NEE-SAN!"

"OHH YOU WILL BE SORRY WHEN IM THROUGH WITH YOU!"

The teen then caught sight of a stunned Tsukihana, and he ceased the pain he was infilicting for a moment to point an accusatory finger at her.

"AND YOU!"

Tsukihana raised a delicate eyebrow.

"Me?"

A dead look came into Shisui's eyes. Honestly, was his whole family out to get him today?

"YES YOU! WHAT KIND OF HYPOCRITE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? SAYING THAT YOUR NOT GOING TO LET HIM BE SHINOBI AND THEN TEACHING HIM KAGE BUSHIN BEHIND EVERYBODIES BACKS!"

As spittle flew from the raging teenagers mouth and lightly sprayed her face, a small twitch developed in her left eye.

"I SWEAR TO GOD TSUKIHANA, IF YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT HAVING MORE KIDS, I WILL PERSONALLY PUNCH YOU IN THE OVARIES!"

"SHISUI NEE-SAN-"

He glanced down at the child he held captive in a headlock.

"AND YOU! IM NOT THROUGH WITH YOU-"

He was promtly silenced as a wave of killer intent washed over him. He nervously glanced back in Tsukihana's direction, only to be greeted by a sight that he had been fortunate enough to avoid since his childhood.

Tsukihana stood there with an all to sweet smile on her face, her sharingan blazing fiercely in each eye. Light cracks emanated from her hands as popped her knuckles menacingly.

"Shisui-kun, would you please release my son?"

He did. As he turned to flee for his life, he felt a soft, feminine hand clench tightly around his shoulder. Tears flowed freely from his eyes as he sent a last minute prayer to the heavens that his beating wouldn't be to painful. He glanced back to see pain incarnate staring him in the face (i.e. a young, pissed off single mother.) She looked him dead in the eye and began to speak. He made sure to listen very carefully.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

He shook his head slowly, noting with embarssment the wet spot that had formed in between his legs.

"Now, I didn't teach him the Kage Bushin. In fact, before you so rudely interuptted, he was in the middle of telling me who taught him it. Maybe if you behave, I let you give them a piece of your mind as well."

He nodded again.

"Now Kitsune, who?-" She glance around, taking note of her sons absence.

"Kitsune? Where are you!?" she called out slightly panicking

She heard a whimper, and glanced to her left, only to see her child hiding behind a tree. She rubbed her temples lightly. And then promptly rapped Shisui sharply on the head.

"OW!"

"Shut up."

A light smile came across her face. She gestured for Kitsune to come to her.

"It's okay honey, Momma's done yelling at Shisui-baka." she said, glaring in Shisui's direction

The child hesitantly looked at her for a moment, and then walked up to her.

"Now, you were telling me who taught that trick?"

"Itachi-nee san."

Shisui and Tsukihana gave each other, I-should-have-known looks, and then Shisui spoke up.

"Right, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go murder my cousin now."

He turned to leave, when a his shirt was tugged from behind.

"Let me drop Kitsune off with Mikoto, and I'll join you." Tsukihana said all to sweetly


The council chamber of Konoha is located at the uppermost levels of the hokage tower. It has a wonderful view of the surrounding area, and is usually filled with the heads of various clans of Konoha who wish discuss the future of the village and the role that they will play. However, only two people were present in the chamber today.

Danzo stared out the window, relishing in the view of what he one day hoped to control, not caring to spare the lone ANBU in the room a glance.

"Report."

"You were correct Danzo-Sama, she has been granted her leave."

"When?"

"Tonight."

"And the child?"

"Your assumption was correct as well."

Danzo allowed himself a small smile. Within a few hours, he would be even closer to obtaining his goal.

"Very well. Dismissed."


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