Naruto's Journal
April 21st, 1932
We have a C-Rank mission! YEAH! Knew you wouldn't let me down, God! I'm so excited, this is great! Finally!
Now, I'm trying not to get my hopes up. Chances are it's just some milk run, but I ain't never been outside the Self-Governing Zone in my life, so any change of pace is good for me. Not that Konoha's terrible mind you, but you can't be a great Hokage if all you've seen of the world is your own backyard, get it?
So, let's see what mission we got here...
-KONOHA SPECIAL FORCES MISSION ORDER-
RANK: C
CLIENT: Gin Tazuna
MISSION TYPE: Escort for Journey Home
MISSION AREA: Konoha, SGZ, Fire Republic-to-Oshima, Democratic Republic of Wave
MISSION OBJECTIVE: Ensure CLIENT arrives home safely
EST. MISSION DURATION: 1-2 weeks
MISSION ACCEPTED AND EXECUTED BY: Squad 7, KSF SpecForce 220th Squadron
COMMANDING OFFICER:
JOU1 Kakashi Hatake (250-04-0915)
UNIT MEMBERS:
GEN3 (MED2) Sakura Haruno (250-18-0328)
GEN3 Sasuke Uchiha (250-18-0723)
GEN3 Naruto Uzumaki (250-18-1010)
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God. You suck. Escort mission? For this old drunk?! What the fuck is this shit?!
Well... I suppose it's not the worst mission to be handed. Least we'll get to see Wave Country, I hear it's nice this time of year.
Before we left to go on our mission, we were told to head to our homes, gather up our gear, and then report to the gate at 1400 hours. Which is what I did, packing up in my room at the church.
Father Teuchi came in, Sister Ayame behind him. I turned and gave 'em my best smile.
"Heading out then?" Father Teuchi asked. I nodded and rubbed the back of my head.
"Yeah... Mission to Wave Country. Escorting some old bas-er, some old guy," I hastily corrected at Father Teuchi's raised eyebrow. He still gave me a smile though, and walked forward. He pulled a box from his robes and held it out to me.
"Naruto... I, well... Was hoping it would be a little longer before I gave this to you, but, well... Since you're going..." He handed over the box, and I took it, feeling it's weight. I then opened it... And gaped.
"Y-You're giving me... This?" I asked in disbelief.
Contained in the box was an M1911A1 pistol, with two magazines. Pinned to the roof of the box were various medals, ribbons, and a faded photo of Father Teuchi in a Fire Republic Army uniform. I looked back up at the Father with new eyes, my ninja-trained senses finally picking up the cues, the clues, everything that said that this man... Had been a soldier.
"Father...?" I asked quietly. Father Teuchi sighed, and shrugged.
"The past is something we all face, Naruto... Mine, well... Mine drove me to find God, to spread peace and His word."
I stared a while longer before I slowly sat down, and picked up the gun. I looked over it carefully-It was well-maintained, that was for sure. The handle had a notch cut into it, allowing a combat knife to be held against it securely. The sight was a triple-dot system. And there were other mods to the weapon I'd never seen on a standard-issue M1911. Sure, ninjas don't often use guns, but the invention of the silencer was probably going to change that, and even without it a fair number of ninja used them as their main weapons.
I looked up at the Father, and I could only really say one thing.
"Why?"
"Because Naruto... You may need this, and, well..." He smiled sadly. "Hopefully you'll put this weapon to better use than I did."
I nodded slowly, and checked the gun over before I took the simple holster and clipped it to my belt. Double checking the weapon again, I loaded it and looked down the sight, checking everything. The weapon was well balanced, and not too heavy. I noticed Ayame staring with tears in her eyes, and put the gun in my holster. After placing the magazines in my other pouch, I slowly stood up, closed the box, and handed it over to Father Teuchi. He took it and gave me a nod.
I took a deep breath, and stood at attention as we'd been trained to do at the Academy. I then gave Father Teuchi a picture-perfect salute, which he slowly, but proudly returned.
"Thank you, Father," I said with a broad grin. "I-I won't let you down."
"I know you won't," he returned quietly, with a small smile. "I also know you won't lose that gun, right?"
"Oh heck no! I'd never lose it, really!" I said quickly. The Father gave me a smirk.
"See that you don't... I have put a lot of effort into that weapon, you know," he joked. "As well as it's wielder."
"It ain't been wasted," I grinned. He reached out, and shook my hand.
"Good luck, son. May God go with you..." He said. I smiled warmly back.
"Thank you..."
The moment he let go, Sister Ayame basically threw herself at me and gave me a big hug, sniffling.
"Just come back safely, all right?" She asked. I hugged her back.
"I will, I will... I promise," I said. She pulled back and gave me a broad smile... Before leaning close and giving me a deep kiss. My eyes bugged out and my face turned bright red.
"For good luck," she spoke softly, a blush on her own cheeks as she pulled away. I could only nod numbly, a goofy grin emerging on my face. Father Teuchi chuckled and pulled Ayame away.
"Now now Ayame... Go see to Lee, he'll be back from his training and no doubt he'll need a good meal!" He boomed. Still blushing, Ayame left, giving me one last smile. Father Teuchi looked at me, just shook his head, and looked at the clock on my nightstand.
"Naruto...? When were you supposed to leave?"
I looked over at the clock. It was 1340. SHIT!
"GAH! I'm going I'm going I'm going!"
I hefted up my pack and leaped out the window, running for the gates as fast as I could.
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Avenger's Log, 4/21/1932
Am currently on first mission outside of FR. Escorting a drunken old man back home. Why he did not hire ninja to escort him here is unknown. Perhaps related to current crisis developing in Wave Country.
Teammates unaware of this. Was not surprised by Uzumaki's ignorance. Was surprised by Haruno's. She hastily covered by saying she had been working on research for exam of some sort. She is now reading an up-to-date newspaper.
Was not easy to not appear smug.
Mission is most likely waste of talents anyway. All our talents. Must admit credit where credit is due. Not that I'd ever admit it.
Suppose vacation might be in order. Family estate is especially dreary this time of year. Still no one has taken up offer to rent. Fine by me, would prefer to preserve Uchiha District for future Uchiha, but as landlord would be my perogative to kick out non-Uchiha later.
Have offered apartment to Uzumaki while imagining kicking him and his offspring out. Find it an entertaining image. Not sure why daydream had Uzumaki offspring be so many in number. Perhaps this rivalry thing is affecting me more than I thought. Nonsense. Uzumaki getting married? Getting close to a woman? Impossible. Unlikely.
(Note to self: Ask Kakashi for tips on seducing women with Sharingan. Surely he'd known)
Will resume entry at later date. Haruno is being annoying. As usual.
~Sasuke Uchiha