7History: Out Of Order
Naruto Uzumaki, the Seventh Hokage, gave a loud despairing sigh as he dropped his head on his desk, exhausted. All this damn paper work was going to give him a head ache! He thought despairingly as he picked up the Hokage's hat from where it fell on the floor. Ramen didn't taste as good with a head ache. Shuffling several papers into a new stack, the blond gave another heavy sigh. The door to his office opened tentatively and Hinata's head leaned in shyly.
"N-Naruto, are you alright? I heard a crash…" She murmured, opening the door a bit more to let her stand in the door way. She wore traditional Hyuuga robes embroidered with beautiful blue silk butterflies over it, something he had insisted on. Naruto smiled appreciatively at her.
"Naw, everything's fine, Hinata! Just bored out of my mind with these stupid papers." He emphasized this by dropping one of the stacks on the desk, making a loud thump. Hinata nodded, giving him a gentle little smile.
"Alright then." Naruto smiled as the door slid shut. Hinata always meant well, and this leant itself to being the Hokage's wife. She had become the village's caretaker, as well as Naruto's. The blond sighed again, getting up from his seat and standing by the window. The Hokage monument stood high and proud outside the frame, sun still shining on its faces. Tsunade had long been carved on the mountain, her face appropriately next to the Fourth's. His own near finished portrait was smiling slightly next to hers, looking out across his village. Naruto shook his head. Something wasn't right. He contemplated this feeling for a while before realizing what it was that wasn't right. His teammates weren't here. The Hokage nearly gave into laughter then, the sort of unhealthy choking laughter that you make after crying. Of course his teammates weren't here; they had taken after their predecessors, the infamous Three Sannin, and broken up before they were even seventeen. The thought of his team made him nostalgic and sorrowful. It hurt just to think of them, especially since Kakashi died. The Hokage moved away from the window, sitting again at his desk.
"Something wrong, Hokage?" A voice came from nowhere and an ANBU agent appeared in front of his desk, wearing a green fox-like face. Naruto almost gave a grin as he thought of the ninja's first mask, a serpent mask given to him by the other ANBU. He had rejected it so violently that Naruto had to step in before he grievously injured them.
"Nothing Kabuto. Just thinking." The ninja swung his mask to the side, showing the double agent's older face. Salt and pepper stubble made the rough outline of a beard on the 40 year old's face, which seemed worn by age. Spying and being persecuted by his own people had given him a slightly tired look that was usually only banished by his family, his wife Shizune, and difficult missions.
"Come now, Naruto. I can tell there's something wrong with you. I don't have these eyes for nothing." The ANBU gestured to his eyes, which dropped their usual black cover to reveal their natural Hyuuga-lavender color. The sight made the town leader smile. Kabuto never let his eyes go except on missions or diplomatic meetings. The double agent had deception so deeply ingrained in his veins that he held onto this little fabrication even after his reveal by Tsunade. He claimed it felt comfortable, but Naruto knew otherwise.
"Just reminiscing. Sasuke and Sakura, you know? What's the most recent news on them?" The Hokage slid limply down into his chair and Kabuto resealed his eyes with a complicated jutsu.
"Nothing new on Sakura. But Sasuke is said to have been seen in one of the northern villages." Naruto Uzumaki frowned.
"Are we sure it's him?"
"The description fits. Black haired man with a heavy blue kimono, carrying a laden pack. Sounds like him." The blond looked out the window, watching as a cloud covered the sun. The Hokage's room darkened as its occupants stared out the window at the world.
"I wonder what he's doing."