Prologue (Jiraiya and Tsunade)
The dreary rain beat down on the cloaked figure as it arrived at the small hideout. It had been raining considerably more in Amegakure lately, maybe it was a good thing, it washed away the blood. The hood fell to reveal a golden blonde, her young features soft and delicate. Yet this was no "delicate" woman, this was Tsunade - One of the three legendary Sannin.
She slid in the door with lithe movements that rivaled a graceful wildcat, dropping her cloak gently on the ground without any noise. Soft breathing was heard from one room that held the three Âme orphans, Yahiko, Konan, and Nagato, snugly inside. She smiled slightly to herself, looking forward to greeting them in the morning. As she padded gently across the floorboards, she rubbed the top of her arms with a slight shiver. Having a heightened female sensitivity to the cold and being soaked by the heavy rain did nothing to make her comfortable.
Kami, I why did I even come out here?
The answer was rather clear; her teammate. He had been out here alone with these orphans, she couldn't help but get worried from time to time. Besides, Konoha seemed more like a Hell-hole without his comedic relief. So there she was, creeping through the corridor with the only noise of the rain drumming down on the roof.
