Winds of Fate

Before Dawn; After Dusk

(Third POV)

A person dressed in dark blue was sprinting in the shadows. No one noticed because this person was fast. Nothing was noticed that could identify the person, just as it was intended. If he were recognized, there would be many accusations that he was doing something illegal, which would lead to him being taken to the Hokage again. No, he had other plans. The streets of the village were working well for them. He finally reached his hideout in an alley. He pressed his hand against the wall and a portion of it shifted to the side soundlessly. As soon as he stepped inside it slid shut again, hiding its secrets. The person flipped a light switch and his features could now be seen.

 He was 5’3, wearing dark blue pants with gray bandages and a long sleeve dark blue shirt with gray arm guards. He wore black fingerless gloves, the hood of his jacket covered his head and he had a black facemask. He pulled his hood and mask off to reveal spiky blonde hair, and whisker marks on both his cheeks. He walked down a flight of stairs and a long hallway reaching a single door. He went inside and lit a torch. The room was massive and empty. There were no doors, and there were even some bones scattered around for affect. This was an illusion to distract people from finding the real door. The boy walked to the middle of the room and performed a chain of hand seals.

“Water release: Dive mirage jutsu” he said. The floor rippled under his feet and he began to sink until he was swallowed completely. He fell about 15ft before he landed on his feet. This was where his real home was. The room he landed in was just a bit smaller than the upper floor. It had a recliner set, a TV, two coffee tables and a shelf full of books and movies. On the other side of the room was a hallway that had 12 doors, only nine were visible. Six were the same size as the living room, three were double. He walked into the third room on the right and took out some sealing scrolls. This was his ‘storage’ or ‘collection’ room. He opened one labeled ‘weapons’ and unsealed its contents. Several shuriken and kunai, one short sword, three bows, a chain sickle, a container of senbon needles, and a long spear were taken out and sorted.

He then moved to a shelf with different types of scrolls, elemental and non-elemental alike. He unsealed another scroll and began sorting its contents. The third scroll had bags of coins and cash. He put them in a safe on the other side of the room. The last scroll held ingredients. Gargantua fangs, svrag wings, obiron scales, etc. He sorted those too. “Not a bad night” he said to himself “If I keep this up I’ll reach my quota in no time. Yu will be pleased,” he said. He left and went to the fourth room on the left side of the hall. It was a bathroom with a shower, sink, toilet and bathtub. He turned on the shower and waited for the water to get warm as he undressed. He checked the water and stepped in. 'Oh this feels good' he thought. 'So I'm guessing tonight went well?' 'When did you get up?' 'Ten minutes ago. So?' 'It went well. We have almost reached our quota, just about two more trips before the cleaning crews come in' 'Good work kit. Have you talked to Yukano?' 'Yeah she said she's almost in fire country, so it shouldn't be much longer' 'Alright'

Once he was done talking he took out some soap and cleaned himself off, then his hair. 20 minutes later, he rinsed off, turned the water off and stepped out the shower. He took a towel from the cabinet and dried himself off, before putting on his sleep clothes. He left the bathroom and retired to his bedroom. The furniture he made with his own hands. There was a wardrobe, a four-poster bed, two night tables, a chest of drawers, a desk, and two shelves with various things on them. The blankets, pillows, and such were bought with a disguised shadow clone. Nobody, not even the Hokage knew of his secret home. Although it was underground and lacked natural light, it was peaceful and safe. That was more than he could say for the rest of the village. Especially his 'official' residence. He had stationed a shadow clone there to throw off the villagers. It was sheer luck that he had once caught one of the genin tests of the jonin senseis. 9 years ago, he had witnessed a strange jonin with gravity defying silver hair and a mask use the jutsu.