Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto. Ok I know this is a short chapter but I couldn't think what else to put in here that wouldn't take away from the overall story.

Chapter Four: Tsunade's Solution

After the two jounins left her office Tsunade decided it was time to call in the big guns. She had a friend who specialized in this kind of mess and he owed her a favor. That didn't mean she wouldn't have to pay him. She would but if he lived up to his reputation it would be worth it in the long run.

She sent the man a message, with one of her smaller slugs telling it to wait for a reply. The slug came back an hour later with his answer. According to his message, Jobah had been expecting her to call for his help. He told her what to tell the couple and exactly what not to tell them. His note told her the room and cabin were both free and would be kept that way until the clients arrived.

She set up Kakashi and Naruto's next mission. She didn't bother making up a believable lie this time knowing that, if she did exactly as Jobah had told her to, he wouldn't fail to get the two of them together. Instead she told them the story the specialist had contrived. The best part was it wasn't actually a lie. He did have a friend who would take the pair to an isolated one room cabin that was chakra proof and far away from any village or town if the room in his hotel didn't break the ice for the duo. And that friend would act as a client for them if need be. Well at least until they got as far as the cabin anyway.

She gave them the mission the next day and once again the usual watchers were gathered around the ball of glass in her office as the pair left the village. Once again conversation revolved around whether or not the plan would work. Jiraiya was still of the opinion that Kakashi was every bit as stubborn as Naruto was clueless and that neither would make a move on the other without knowing exactly how the other felt.

At the Inn, Jobah and his assistant got to work. Jobah knew Tsunade would be as good as her word and send him the money for a first rate job with no holds barred. But he also knew the reputation of these two needed to be protected at all costs and so he and his assistant shuffled all the other guests out of his inn and saw them each on their way so no one would be able to say they had seen the pair enter his establishment.

Then they checked the recording equipment in the room and the chakra seals on it. They re-powered the seals and hoped it would be strong enough to hold them should the young one not wish to stay. Reports they'd heard indicated he was one of the strongest ninja, if not the strongest, of his generation and the other man was nothing to sneer at either. But the good news, for them, was the pair were also well-known for giving every mission they undertook their full co-operation and they were both known for their patience in dealing with unexpected delays.

Only when they were positive the room was ready and neither man would be able to find and disable the devices did they relax. Of course Jobah laid in a fresh supply of his special little helpers and checked his monitoring equipment while his assistant came up with her cover story should she need to act as a client for them. Usually it was a waste of time as normally just getting the strained couple a day alone where they felt they were unobserved would allow the ice to break and free them from their restraints but she did remember a couple of times she was glad she had worked out the cover story ahead of time.

They spread the word throughout the village that the inn was closed for some minor renovations for the next week or so and not to send them any customers until they said they were again in business. Of course everyone in the small town knew that meant Jobah had very high level clients coming he didn't want anyone to see or know about but they also knew he shared a portion of his profit with the town so no one minded the inconvenience of turning away potential business. And because they knew his business relied on his trustworthiness, which meant keeping the identities of those who used his rooms quiet, none of the villagers even tried to find out who were the clients this time.