"Please," Kakashi begged. "If you have any mercy in your heart, Hokage, give me a mission where I can kill them and hide the bodies."
"Kakashi," the Hokage sighed. "If I give you that sort of mission they'll kill _you_ and hide the body. I don't have so many jounin that I can spare you." He rested his chin on his hands. "Still, it is a shame to keep you all cooped up in the village. I'll give you a C-rank mission. It's a bodyguard assignment, protecting a certain individual."
The three junior members of Team Seven looked at each other. "It's got to be better than chasing that damn cat," Katsu snorted. "I swear the damn thing can kawarimi."
Shikanenai looked suddenly intrigued. "Interesting idea," he mused. "I'm pretty sure that I could make that work..."
The Hokage coughed. "Well since you're so enthusiastic, why don't I introduce you to your charge," he offered when he was sure that he had Shikanenai's attention. *Important to send our best team to the Wave, since they'll be out on their own. Have to rely on themselves and their sensei's skills. Can't think of a better team than this deal with anything that might come up in Wave Country. _Vital_ to get them out of Konoha before they get up to any more mischief.* "Hey, will you come in here."
The door slid open to reveal a disreputable old man clearly well into the bottle of booze that dangled from one of his hands. "What's this?" he asked. "They're all a bunch of super-brats. Especially... the four-eyes with the stupid hair."
Kakashi covered his visible eye with one gloved hand. "We're supposed to protect him, Neshan... don't kill him."
Neshan looked innocent, focused more on counting the explosive tags he was carrying. *Two hundred seventy-one, two hundred seventy-two...* "I thought he was talking about himself," he said out loud, indicating the old man's glasses and the tufts of hair visible around the bald crown of his head.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
"Kakashi," the Hokage sighed. "If I give you that sort of mission they'll kill _you_ and hide the body. I don't have so many jounin that I can spare you." He rested his chin on his hands. "Still, it is a shame to keep you all cooped up in the village. I'll give you a C-rank mission. It's a bodyguard assignment, protecting a certain individual."
The three junior members of Team Seven looked at each other. "It's got to be better than chasing that damn cat," Katsu snorted. "I swear the damn thing can kawarimi."
Shikanenai looked suddenly intrigued. "Interesting idea," he mused. "I'm pretty sure that I could make that work..."
The Hokage coughed. "Well since you're so enthusiastic, why don't I introduce you to your charge," he offered when he was sure that he had Shikanenai's attention. *Important to send our best team to the Wave, since they'll be out on their own. Have to rely on themselves and their sensei's skills. Can't think of a better team than this deal with anything that might come up in Wave Country. _Vital_ to get them out of Konoha before they get up to any more mischief.* "Hey, will you come in here."
The door slid open to reveal a disreputable old man clearly well into the bottle of booze that dangled from one of his hands. "What's this?" he asked. "They're all a bunch of super-brats. Especially... the four-eyes with the stupid hair."
Kakashi covered his visible eye with one gloved hand. "We're supposed to protect him, Neshan... don't kill him."
Neshan looked innocent, focused more on counting the explosive tags he was carrying. *Two hundred seventy-one, two hundred seventy-two...* "I thought he was talking about himself," he said out loud, indicating the old man's glasses and the tufts of hair visible around the bald crown of his head.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.