1 The Mizukage's Death Affects the Hokage. Stress and Exam Preparations Cause Problems for the Young Inuzuka. Tue Oct 23, 2012 5:10 pm
Kenta Inuzuka
D-rank
It was... not a great day for anyone. News of the Mizukage's death had spread through the lands; and it was hitting Kenta a tad harder then it normally would have. Kenta didn't give two flying fucks about the other Kages for the most part; his attitude towards foreign policies was mostly comprised of 'Don't mess with me, I won't attack you.' That didn't keep him from listening to the whispers in the dark, nor watching the trends in military action. Given how far most of the other villages had fallen, he wasn't worried about those areas much; but Kiri was the only real possible contestant to Konoha's power that existed at the moment.
But he wasn't concerned there. Kiri and Konoha had been on excellent terms since Kenta and the former Mizukage had met and talked.
That was the problem. Kenta was actually saddened by the loss of Hikou Misora; in his own ways. He'd enjoyed the others company, when the Kiri leader had visited. They'd even kept up a bit of a correspondence of sorts, trading personal news and messages when they sent treaty and trade agreement updates and change requests. It had been a wonderful relationship between the longest standing world powers; and had been the start of a friendship that might have finally ended the cyclical tides of war between the villages.
Where they friends? Not really. Kenta had no friends, merely family. Hikou had been a favored acquaintance, that was all.
Didn't mean it hurt any less.
The news out of Kiri had been more and more concerning; tales of power abuse, mistreatment of the populace; growing resentment that could have lead to war if it had continued. News that Kenta didn't want to hear; couldn't believe. Hikou... that wasn't the Hikou he'd met. But this job... the life of a Kage... It changed people. Not always for the better. Kiri had a bloody past; and not a single Mizukage had ever been known as a truly peaceful person. Maybe... maybe he'd fallen into the same trap his predecessors had. No one would ever know, now. They weren’t even sure who did it.
Or rather, Kiri wasn't telling anyone. Word from the underworld was... there was black flames still burning where they found the body. Strange flames, even for the color. Flames they couldn't put out.
Almost like an Uchiha's Amataratsu.
Kenta had to put that out of his mind though. He hadn't sent an Uchiha out of the village for weeks; and the murder had happened within the last 5 days. It wasn't impossible; there where probably a few rouge Uchiha still left from before Kenta assumed power. He'd yet to work up enough motivation to go after them, either. Too much other, more important, work to do. Rebuild his forces, keep the truces between the villages going, diaper duty, etc.
He'd given himself time to grieve, in a way. Aids had been told to get the hell out; meetings moved or canceled entirely. His office was dimmed; curtains drawn over the large window to give him a tad more privacy. The letter from Kiri and his information from the black market spooks sitting side by side on his desk. He seemed deflated to a degree, wild hair drooping a tad from the water dripping from the ceiling. Kenta had a moment of... stress release earlier; blasting the wooden beams and tiles with enough water to leave the floor flooded. It was mildly comforting; the water was cold and kept the room cooler then normal. It felt amazing, honestly; but he couldn't let himself enjoy it. There was too much to do, to much to work on now.
The damn Chuunin Exams. He'd been glad that Hikou had agreed to host them; it saved him from having to bust his ass prepping Konoha for them so soon after taking office. Now... fuuuuuuuuuuckaduckwithanunchuck. He had 5 days to get Konoha ready, and no where near enough people or time. This was going to be painfully harsh on everyone.
He'd have to open up the Forest of Death, likely. Or maybe just shove them off a mountain and see who survived.
“Gaaaaah!”
He shot another blast of water at the ceiling, this time punching a basketball sized hole through it and into the empty room above him. Too much on his mind; and no way to offload it; without destroying things anyway. The first group of exam participants and visitors would be arriving from Kiri by the end of the next day; if the letter was accurate. Kumo had participants; and he'd not even managed to meet their leaders; and the Raikage was in Konoha for months. Iwa... Suna...
Shit, Suna. That bitch Yui was sending her underli-... wait. No no.... wait.... Yui was gone. That was right... she'd been missing for weeks. Part of him was highly amused by this; served the pompous bitch right. She couldn't handle herself; she didn't deserve her title. Kenta had no sympathy for the female; she'd brought all her own problems upon herself.
Well, the Suna nins would receive a warmer welcome then they would have, at least. They deserved something; after how she'd run the place into the ground. He'd have to keep a close watch on Synn, make sure nothing happened when he encountered his former comrades. Kenta wasn't looking for trouble to start just because he was harboring a defector. Given he'd made sure the male was treated well and safe; he could likely deflect the worst of the possible problems.
Kumo and Iwa... Iwa wasn't competing this year... it was a miracle they even still existed, if rumor was to be believed. They had a new Kage; but no one knew anything about the person. Yay for lack of information. The Raikage was... MIA. Had been for a while; but word was there was a Special Jounin that was keeping this village somewhat running. Whatever the Raikage's reasons for vanishing; he'd at least made sure the village could run itself without him. One that was holding the fort; a Tsukino sage, if Intel was accurate; he had a bit of a weird reputation for near insanity and unpredictability; but nothing to suggest hostile behavior towards other villages. Maybe Kenta could score, and the Kumo-nin would live up to what his records claimed, and that would be an easy meeting.
“This is going to be a long month...”
But he wasn't concerned there. Kiri and Konoha had been on excellent terms since Kenta and the former Mizukage had met and talked.
That was the problem. Kenta was actually saddened by the loss of Hikou Misora; in his own ways. He'd enjoyed the others company, when the Kiri leader had visited. They'd even kept up a bit of a correspondence of sorts, trading personal news and messages when they sent treaty and trade agreement updates and change requests. It had been a wonderful relationship between the longest standing world powers; and had been the start of a friendship that might have finally ended the cyclical tides of war between the villages.
Where they friends? Not really. Kenta had no friends, merely family. Hikou had been a favored acquaintance, that was all.
Didn't mean it hurt any less.
The news out of Kiri had been more and more concerning; tales of power abuse, mistreatment of the populace; growing resentment that could have lead to war if it had continued. News that Kenta didn't want to hear; couldn't believe. Hikou... that wasn't the Hikou he'd met. But this job... the life of a Kage... It changed people. Not always for the better. Kiri had a bloody past; and not a single Mizukage had ever been known as a truly peaceful person. Maybe... maybe he'd fallen into the same trap his predecessors had. No one would ever know, now. They weren’t even sure who did it.
Or rather, Kiri wasn't telling anyone. Word from the underworld was... there was black flames still burning where they found the body. Strange flames, even for the color. Flames they couldn't put out.
Almost like an Uchiha's Amataratsu.
Kenta had to put that out of his mind though. He hadn't sent an Uchiha out of the village for weeks; and the murder had happened within the last 5 days. It wasn't impossible; there where probably a few rouge Uchiha still left from before Kenta assumed power. He'd yet to work up enough motivation to go after them, either. Too much other, more important, work to do. Rebuild his forces, keep the truces between the villages going, diaper duty, etc.
He'd given himself time to grieve, in a way. Aids had been told to get the hell out; meetings moved or canceled entirely. His office was dimmed; curtains drawn over the large window to give him a tad more privacy. The letter from Kiri and his information from the black market spooks sitting side by side on his desk. He seemed deflated to a degree, wild hair drooping a tad from the water dripping from the ceiling. Kenta had a moment of... stress release earlier; blasting the wooden beams and tiles with enough water to leave the floor flooded. It was mildly comforting; the water was cold and kept the room cooler then normal. It felt amazing, honestly; but he couldn't let himself enjoy it. There was too much to do, to much to work on now.
The damn Chuunin Exams. He'd been glad that Hikou had agreed to host them; it saved him from having to bust his ass prepping Konoha for them so soon after taking office. Now... fuuuuuuuuuuckaduckwithanunchuck. He had 5 days to get Konoha ready, and no where near enough people or time. This was going to be painfully harsh on everyone.
He'd have to open up the Forest of Death, likely. Or maybe just shove them off a mountain and see who survived.
“Gaaaaah!”
He shot another blast of water at the ceiling, this time punching a basketball sized hole through it and into the empty room above him. Too much on his mind; and no way to offload it; without destroying things anyway. The first group of exam participants and visitors would be arriving from Kiri by the end of the next day; if the letter was accurate. Kumo had participants; and he'd not even managed to meet their leaders; and the Raikage was in Konoha for months. Iwa... Suna...
Shit, Suna. That bitch Yui was sending her underli-... wait. No no.... wait.... Yui was gone. That was right... she'd been missing for weeks. Part of him was highly amused by this; served the pompous bitch right. She couldn't handle herself; she didn't deserve her title. Kenta had no sympathy for the female; she'd brought all her own problems upon herself.
Well, the Suna nins would receive a warmer welcome then they would have, at least. They deserved something; after how she'd run the place into the ground. He'd have to keep a close watch on Synn, make sure nothing happened when he encountered his former comrades. Kenta wasn't looking for trouble to start just because he was harboring a defector. Given he'd made sure the male was treated well and safe; he could likely deflect the worst of the possible problems.
Kumo and Iwa... Iwa wasn't competing this year... it was a miracle they even still existed, if rumor was to be believed. They had a new Kage; but no one knew anything about the person. Yay for lack of information. The Raikage was... MIA. Had been for a while; but word was there was a Special Jounin that was keeping this village somewhat running. Whatever the Raikage's reasons for vanishing; he'd at least made sure the village could run itself without him. One that was holding the fort; a Tsukino sage, if Intel was accurate; he had a bit of a weird reputation for near insanity and unpredictability; but nothing to suggest hostile behavior towards other villages. Maybe Kenta could score, and the Kumo-nin would live up to what his records claimed, and that would be an easy meeting.
“This is going to be a long month...”