Konoha was a peaceful town. A village filled with successful businesses, happy people and hard working shinobi. A place where one could settle in, look around the sunny village and smile, whilst thinking of how beautiful the village was.
And it was. Buildings rose to give the city it's towering but welcoming atmosphere. It wasn't awkward to walk into this village and make a new life-
"Hey! What the fuck are you holding?!"
"It's a damned kunai, you blind rat! It's normal for a shinobi to hold this thing!"
"I call bullshit! You're waving that thing in front of me like it's your fucking dick!"
"STOP SHOUTING IN FRONT OF MY STORE, YOU LITTLE SHITS!"
...well, it's kind of welcoming. I usually pretend it's nothing anyway.
And yes, I DO have a say in this. I'm the fucking narrator, of course I have a damned say in this!
Alright, we got off topic a bit there. There's a huge tower, coated in red, which stood out from all the other buildings. A huge symbol written in kanji which proudly stated Fire, it was the office for the most powerful person in Konoha. Someone who is a responsible leader, one who looks after their fellow comrades, the hard-working person out of thousands and thousands of other candidates-
"Tsunade-sama, please stop drinking your sake! You must continue on your work!"
"Ah, have a little *hic* fun once in a while, Shizune! I'm *hic* completely fine!"
"You're anything but fine!"
Sometimes, my job as the narrator really sucks ass.
A certain blonde woman who was known for her strength and enormously large chest, she leaned on the huge wooden desk with a large sigh, her hand supporting her chin and her other hand swirling a bottle of sake slowly.
"But seriously *hic*." Tsunade's not-so-sober face turned into a frown, eyeing the spinning bottle of liquid. "When the hell's that *hic* fucking brat gonna come back? *hic*•
Shizune looked out of the window with a small smile on her face.
Wait, what was the name of that little pig she carries all the time with her? Tontoe or some shit like that?
"Oink!"
Oh, it can communicate with me. I'll call you lunch, since your friends served a great meal to my stomach. Anyway, Lunch looked up and snorted into Shizune's face, not unkindly however.
"...he'll come back. I'm sure of it."
"Shizune! *hic* gimme a hug!"
"T-Tsunade-sama! C-Can't breathe!"
"O-Oink!"
Yup, a totally normal day for a village hidden in the leaves.
=========Orange Flash!========
Two figures could be seen strolling quite casually down the streets towards the village we were JUST in (seriously, stop changing scenes so quickly) and they seemed to be conversing with each quite comically. One was tall, standing at the height of 6'5 and looking over the other shadow, who stood at a height of six foot.
The taller one was wearing a green suit with long white hair travelling to the ground, a red vest worn comfortably over the suit along with red sandals, red streaks of war paint (I really think it should be called make up) and a horned headband which had the kanji word for Oil engraved into the middle.
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Orange Flash!
Fiksi Penggemar"You know, I've always wanted to make a cool jutsu. I dunno, something better than the Rasengan. Something orange. Yeah, definitely something orange!" Who knew that this new technique would eventually spark a new revolution to come? Well, he certain...