Kudo Tsunade sighed she retrieved her stuff from the back of the café.

It's hard being a new transfer. She thought, Especially moving up north because everyone stares at your skin like you're a freak.

Tsunade shook these thoughts out of her head. Never mind fitting in. I have business to do here in Tokyo and I can't let anything get in my way.

Tsunade opened the back door and was about to leave when Keiko burst in.

"Hey Tsunade-chan!" she exclaimed "Is it ok if I show your picture to Reborn-kun?"

"Reborn-kun?" Tsunade said, confused.

"Yeah! You know, the man in a suit and a black fedora that just came in. He's inquiring about your brother for some reason."

Tsunade froze. My brother Tsunayoshi?

Seeing the expression on Tsunade's face, Keiko's smile faded. "It's ok if you don't want to show him the picture. I mean, I'll just tell him—"

Tsunade shook her head. "No, no it's ok," she said as she began stepping out the door, "See you tomorrow Keiko-san."

The smile instantly reappeared on Keiko's face. "Thanks so much Tsunade! See you." She walked of the room, happy that everyone got what they wanted.

Tsunade closed the door behind her, feeling the cool Tokyo air on her face. She looked around and saw a dark silhouette at the end of the alleyway. A grin spread across her face as she ran towards the figure with open arms. "Iemitsu-nii sama!"

Sawada Iemitsu almost fell over and chuckled. "Hey there Tsunade-chan."

Tsunade hugged Iemitsu and looked up at him. "Why are you here Nii-sama? It's 1 am."

Iemitsu sighed. "To make sure you were ok of course! And how many times have I told you to stop calling me Nii-sama? I'm not your brother anymore."

"Oh, right," said Tsunade with a dejected expression on her face. When Iemitsu turned 18, he decided to revoke the adoption certificate and take on his original name again. Whenever Tsunade asked him why, he would just say, "I can't live like this anymore." Why won't he tell me why? Tsunade thought constantly. I'll always think of him as my nii-sama even if legally we aren't.

"Come on," said Iemitsu gently, "I'll drive you back to your apartment."

Both of them stood in front of Tsunade's apartment.

"Why don't you come in Iemitsu-kun!" Tsunade pleaded, "You should have some tea to warm up. Tokyo isn't as warm as Osaka you know."

Iemitsu smiled, "Thanks, but I have to go to my apartment to finish unpacking. I'll see you tomorrow."

Iemitsu was about to leave when he heard Tsunade sigh loudly.

"I didn't want to say it out loud." Tsunade said, "But I think I've found our target."

Tsunade looked up and saw Iemitsu with a grim expression on his face. "Let's talk more inside."

Tsunade brought a pot of hot tea to the table where Iemitsu was setting up the computer he brought with him everywhere he went.

"I found a man that matches what our sources have to us," said Tsunade, "His first name is Reborn."

"Reborn… Aha! Found him." Iemitsu turned the computer towards Tsunade, which had a picture of Reborn in high clarity on the screen."

"Wow!" exclaimed Tsunade, impressed. "That was fast."

"Well we aren't the youngest and most efficient Interpol team for nothing," said Iemitsu, leaning back in his chair.

"It seems like Reborn's not the youngest criminal mastermind for nothing either," said Tsunade, who was reading the information that was gathered about Reborn, "There's almost nothing here." She turned to Iemitsu, "Not to mention the fact that he's getting close to figuring out the identity of the 'Black Hunter'."

Iemitsu nearly spit out his tea. "What?!"

Tsunade laughed, "Don't worry! He fell for the red herrings."

"Oh," Iemitsu said, relaxing, "Yeah, the green eyes and false gender were a good idea."

Tsunade reached over and grabbed the red fedora that still smelled of gunpowder from three hours earlier. "He thinks I'm Tsunayoshi. "

"Your brother? But isn't he dead?" Iemitsu asked.

Tsunade placed the fedora on her head and took a long sip of her tea. "The fates are moving Iemitsu-nii—er—kun. I will finish the fate my brother could never reach." A small smile began spreading across her face. "Reborn is very popular in the criminal world. Once he falls, the others will follow."

Little did she know that not even she, the Changer of Fates, could change her own fate.