It had become a normal occurrence of pushing some of the more odd jobs that were even too menial for a Genin onto the good students of the Academy. A particular student, Uchiha Ryo, had gotten good recommendations from most of his teachers when they were assigning him to a mission of a bit more importance. At the end of the day, it was still a task for a young academy student, so the difficulty could only be so much.
The weather was great this morning, the fresh crispness of the air made you just want to be outside. The warmth kissed your skin, whilst a light breeze kept you cool. The leaves had begun to turn into an artwork of reds, yellows, and browns. It was the definition of jacket weather. While in the hallways a Chuunin in his late twenties approached Ryo from behind, waving down the young Uchiha with a yelp to get his attention. In his hand he was carrying a bouquet of flowers. He looked down to the boy and shook his head, "Don't worry these aren't for you. But there is something you can do to help me." The Chuunin was wearing his iconic flak jacket over a black long sleeved shirt with the Uzamaki swirl on the arm. His headband kept tufts of black hair from his face and his eyes were brown and bright, he was one of the newer teachers so he was still getting to know everyone but Ryo had taken a class about Genjutsu with him at one point and always had good marks so he was the first to come to mind when he needed someone to help.
"Most of the teachers chipped in to get the Hokage a small bouquet of flowers and some chocolates. Her husband, the last Hokage, vanished suddenly and none of us are sure why. There was plenty of congratulations, as all ascensions to Hokage warrant. But a few of us here realized that she might want a few words of condolences, we all need to be strong with the sudden loss of our Hokage, but it doesn't mean we've got to face it alone." He said with a sigh, it was worrisome to lose a Hokage, especially one as powerful as Umashi. Even the loss of a Jonin at his level could be critical to the security of the village, but the actual leader? It could open up the village to threats from outside and within. Losing your leader like that certainty had a negative effect on stability. "We got her some chocolates as well." he said handing both the flowers and a small box of chocolates with a bow and note tied to it."
The box was small and white, the red bow kept it sealed and tucked under was a little letter, if read:
"Try not to fiddle with the letter before you give it to her." he said going to pat the Uchiha on the head before looking past him, to two students holding hands. "Hey! None of that in the hallway!" he shouted before looking back to Ryo. "So yeah, just bring it to her office, i'm sure you'll love it!" he said as he scrambled off to more than yell at the two students showing a public display of affection in his hallway.
The weather was great this morning, the fresh crispness of the air made you just want to be outside. The warmth kissed your skin, whilst a light breeze kept you cool. The leaves had begun to turn into an artwork of reds, yellows, and browns. It was the definition of jacket weather. While in the hallways a Chuunin in his late twenties approached Ryo from behind, waving down the young Uchiha with a yelp to get his attention. In his hand he was carrying a bouquet of flowers. He looked down to the boy and shook his head, "Don't worry these aren't for you. But there is something you can do to help me." The Chuunin was wearing his iconic flak jacket over a black long sleeved shirt with the Uzamaki swirl on the arm. His headband kept tufts of black hair from his face and his eyes were brown and bright, he was one of the newer teachers so he was still getting to know everyone but Ryo had taken a class about Genjutsu with him at one point and always had good marks so he was the first to come to mind when he needed someone to help.
"Most of the teachers chipped in to get the Hokage a small bouquet of flowers and some chocolates. Her husband, the last Hokage, vanished suddenly and none of us are sure why. There was plenty of congratulations, as all ascensions to Hokage warrant. But a few of us here realized that she might want a few words of condolences, we all need to be strong with the sudden loss of our Hokage, but it doesn't mean we've got to face it alone." He said with a sigh, it was worrisome to lose a Hokage, especially one as powerful as Umashi. Even the loss of a Jonin at his level could be critical to the security of the village, but the actual leader? It could open up the village to threats from outside and within. Losing your leader like that certainty had a negative effect on stability. "We got her some chocolates as well." he said handing both the flowers and a small box of chocolates with a bow and note tied to it."
The box was small and white, the red bow kept it sealed and tucked under was a little letter, if read:
"Dear Lady Hokage,
This letter is a gesture from all of us at the Academy, we wish to not only congratulate you for your recent ascension to Hokage, but to offer our condolences as the disappearance of your husband. We understand that you are busy and being Hokage is a stressful job, but we want you to know that everyone here from the Headmaster to the student bringing this very message is rooting for you.
With love, The Academy.
This letter is a gesture from all of us at the Academy, we wish to not only congratulate you for your recent ascension to Hokage, but to offer our condolences as the disappearance of your husband. We understand that you are busy and being Hokage is a stressful job, but we want you to know that everyone here from the Headmaster to the student bringing this very message is rooting for you.
With love, The Academy.
"Try not to fiddle with the letter before you give it to her." he said going to pat the Uchiha on the head before looking past him, to two students holding hands. "Hey! None of that in the hallway!" he shouted before looking back to Ryo. "So yeah, just bring it to her office, i'm sure you'll love it!" he said as he scrambled off to more than yell at the two students showing a public display of affection in his hallway.