Honesty? She wanted the rainclouds to suddenly explode into a massive storm that would flood the city and everybody was forced back inside to avoid drowning. Running through the rivers that used to be streets and looking for suitable cover would be far more simulating than this boring-ass meeting with some bland council of villagers talking about such a grave manner in these grey times…how children's cellphones should be censored and used only for emergencies.
Tsunade didn't mind the other meetings; they were important to the village. The river had overflowed into a large lake, some of the structures had suffered a great deal of water damage but thankfully only a few had actually collapsed, some of the shelters needed supplies and repairs, they found more buildings that would serve as appropriate shelters, and there were plenty of good areas to build trenches to prevent the water from flooding the village for good. But Tsunade had gone past the serious meetings and into the smaller ones that offered little to nothing of interest towards Tsunade and the village. But a bunch of 'well-doing', 'well-meaning', 'elite' had placed several requests (and bribes to the officials lower than Shizune) to get Tsunade to see them.
No point in taking down notes, these matters would be forgotten within a few short days. The old lady, her skin faded with long age, took the podium and raised the serious issue about kids who spend too much time not helping the community. (Elite community anyhoo) Tsunade's eyes drooped and she started to feel the pull of the dreamworld calling to her. This lady would talk for a long time without break or even looking over to see if the leader of the village was even paying attention to her, so Tsunade let herself drift into a peaceful rest.
Being a catnap, her dreams didn't offer much. Faded and simple colors dominated the long and vast wasteland of her dreams and all of the beings that walked around were blurry. Tsunade floated through this desolate world, her mind remained a complete blank. Didn't recognize anything or anybody. A combination of the rough chair and the musty air didn't exactly make for ideal resting conditions. When she woke up, she would feel worse than when she went.
The sky suddenly turned green and Tsunade dropped onto a tall rock. Tsunade sighed and looked into the twisted sky as the green mixed with darker and lighter hues. No stars, no heavenly bodies, just green. It's green.
"It's lovely." Someone next to her said. Tsunade turned and saw a pink human with no interesting figures and a rounded body. "Do you think the same?"
"Sure." Tsunade simply replied.
"It's a lovely spot to gaze up at the sky." The being continued. "The ground is nice and smooth, there's no animals to attack and bother you, and there's no loose gravel to sit on and make things uncomfortable." Tsunade breathed in and looked up at the sky. The green had been replaced with a vivid purple. Just seeing the sky relaxed Tsunade's shoulders and her entire body felt lighter. "I do have one question for you." The pink being asked after a long pause.
"Yeah?" Tsunade whispered.
"Are you lonely?" The pink being asked with complete sincerity. "Is the company of your friends enough?"
Tsunade was unable to answer as her body shook violently, bringing her back into the world of the awake. Shaking the cobwebs, she noticed the entire room had focused on her with suspicious looks. All she did was fall asleep during a boring meeting, that's normal…unless she talked in her sleep and said something really stupid. She turned to the right to see Shizune's hand clamped down on her shoulder, meaning that her loyal assistant had to shake her awake. Looking straight forward, Tsunade noticed that the podium had recently become vacant. Guess it was her turn to say something. Hopefully something important.
"What did I miss?" Tsunade whispered to Shizune as the two got up.
"Nothing much." Shizune whispered back. "Just a bunch of old people ranting…older people than you."
"Ah." Tsunade cleared her throat. "Tell me, what am I talking about?"
"You're going to talk about the problems with teens. Keep in mind…these people think they are important and we're going to enact whatever they came up with. Just talk on their level, pretend to care. After this, we can go home and forget it all."
Tsunade sighed as she took the podium and racked her brain to find something that would keep these octogenarians satisfied. Just go on about how the younger generation is evil and stupider and how things were better in the olden days! Yeah, that would keep them nice and happy. Maybe later Tsunade could convince them to donate some money to something with actual importance.
As she went off on her half-hearted rant about the young people ruining the village, Tsunade's mind drifted back to the dream. The rather weird dream that didn't really make much sense to her no matter how she viewed it. She didn't feel lonely; she had a long extensive GALAXY of friends! The environment didn't make sense to her anyway…those weird colors and the shapeless being…did anything make any sense to her?
Thankfully, the crowd bought her generic bullshit and the meeting finished with everyone happy. Shizune secretly crumpled up the papers that the old farts had given them and threw them away in the nearest waste-bin. She and Tsunade returned home and threw themselves onto the nearest comfy thing. Night had fallen by this point, so Shizune quickly nodded off into slumber upon landing the couch. As Tsunade had previously taken a short nap, it messed up her sleep cycle and she ended up rolling around a bit in her own bed.
She tried everything she knew to get herself back into the land of slumber. Staring at a single blade of the ceiling fan and following it around, literally counting sheep, making up a very long and detailed story and going through it in her head, lighting scented candles, turning on multiple fans to cool her…now her eyes had gone a bit cross, she lost count of the sheep, her mind was overloaded with ideas and no way to put them down on paper, the entire room smelled like strawberries and the noise of the fan motors were keeping her up.
It took her at least two hours for her to doze off again. Now in a more comfortable spot, the dream's colors were brighter and she could make out the once-foggy details clearer. She returned to the tall rock and found the being still staring at the colorful sky. "Tell me." Tsunade quizzed. "What did you mean by that question? Am I lonely?"
"Do you desire more?" The being just asked away without bothering to answer Tsunade's own question. "More than just friendship? Do you feel like something is missing in your life?"
Tsunade felt that asking any questions towards this thing inside her mind wouldn't get her anywhere. The being would just ask more and more questions without delay and even if Tsunade could properly answer them, the being would most likely ignore it and continue like nothing has happened. This must be doubt, Tsunade thought. That's all this thing is, my suppressed doubts given a voice. Tsunade silently left the being alone on the mountain and continued to explore her dreams on her own.
Tsunade wanted to put away the questions, but the thoughts lingered with her throughout the dream and into the waking world once she got up.