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Gazing at the scroll in front of him, Kakashi rubbed his temples.
Sandaime had given him the scroll earlier that day after a meeting he had with a Rai no Kuni representative. The mission was strange, and the person who had given it was even stranger.
Kakashi stood at attention in front of the Hokage’s desk. He wore his ANBU uniform and mask proudly. In the chair in front of the desk, a woman was sitting. By her state of dress, she was a civilian and a Noble. By her air of arrogance, she was expecting her request to be carried out. She was very beautiful with dark brown hair and gem like green eyes set in a soft face. Her skin was a light tan and her body was proportioned perfectly.
“Kakashi.” The Sandiame said as he puffed on his pipe, no doubt from the irritation of being in his office all day. “This woman here is Hirajima Rumi. She is the representative Noble from one of Rai no Kuni’s noble lines. She is engaged to the Yondaime Raikage and has a request pertaining him.” The Sandaime nodded to the woman who sat straighter and turned her cold green eyes on the man.
Her voice was musical, but it held an almost obvious disgust that she was not being bowed down to. No doubt the Sandaime felt the need to try and subtly put her in her place. “My fiancé is suffering from depression, and I fear that he may try and kill himself.” The blunt words put the situation to the forefront and he understood somewhat that this was going to probably be a long mission. “I want you to protect him as he also does not seem to be able to remain focused in battle, let alone anywhere else, and I do not want anything to happen to him.” Her voice had gone fiercely protective and Kakashi noted that this woman would probably kill herself if the Raikage asked it of her. “I also do not want him to know that I have hired you. So do not let him find you.”
Inwardly, Kakashi was irked by the tone of voice she had addressed him with. He also knew that he couldn’t do anything to her without starting a war.
So he bowed and accepted the offered scroll from the Sandaime who gave him a somewhat sympathetic look as the Copy ninja made his way back to his apartment.
The woman was an obvious stuck up prat and as he had observed from her, was most likely spoiled rotten. This would be, to quote the Nara men, troublesome. He stood and made his way towards his room where his pack awaited him. He pulled it on and then made a final sweep of his small flat for anything he might be missing. Of course, there was nothing he was missing or even out of place in his bare and hospital clean apartment. Nothing ever was out of place. . . . Pulling on his mask he make his way outside and headed towards the gates.
Sighing he cast a glance at the village and knew that he would not see his home for quite some time. . . .
Emotionlessly, he viewed the village below. He knew what he was to this place. He knew he was little more than their weapon. To the shinobi. For the villagers. . . .he was their Savior. After all-
“Raikage-sama?” was said as there was a knock on the door.
Yuki turned and called,”Come in.” quietly, his voice soft and feminine, just as he was.
The door opened and his fiancé, Rumi walked in. She smiled brightly at him and he merely nodded towards her. He turned his view back to the window as she went and sat at his desk. “The leaf village requests a treaty.” she called, not looking at him.
Yuki snorted inwardly at this. Of course they did. . . . . . They’re the leaf village. He thought. The leaf village had been requesting a treaty with them for years. . . . . but the council of Kumogakure, would not except. . . .
They stayed quiet. She watched him, as she always did. He watched the village, as he always did. And Kakashi watched from his spot in the corner under a genjutsu as he would find himself always doing. . . .
-Koneko