Chapter 153: IV Prolog – The Forgotten

"Boss, Boss, Boss, we have a problem!" someone shouted into Chloe's ears, and he wanted to kill that person, but he couldn't slaughter his secretary, so instead he snuggled deeper under the covers towards Aoki who was also already awake, trying to ignore reality.

"Dear, you have to get up." he said, and Chloé huffed, knowing this was already a battle lost. He had troubled denying his person something, anything as a matter of fact, so he snuggled even deeper into his mate's side and opened an eye to see the red mob of hair belonging to his secretary. As an Uzumaki he knew the woman to have a temper as hot as her hair suggested, but not even an Uzumaki was keen on poking him in his current mood. 

"What is it that you cannot deal with it?" he asked, the faint accent of her original world's accent swinging in it heavily, it always did when he was tired, annoyed and not in a mood to do anything but instead wanted to lose herself in the sanity and comfort he found only in his personal persons arms. It would have frightened a lesser person, but Aoki was not just anyone, instead he had become his anchor, something once upon a time her commander had been. He still followed her commander, Charlie, Tsukiko as he called himself now in cases of doubt, but no longer was he a frightened thing, just a slight wrong in the head not frightened very dangerous thing. 

He was proud of even having learned the difference of people and things. 

"Someone attacked our shields and seems to have had success." Daiki said from a distance and suddenly Chloé shot upwards, who dared. He slipped out of bed, placing a soft kiss on Aokis lips, who accepted it as it was a fleeting touch of comfort before he strode through the room for getting dressed in his feeble morning robe. 

He was not the least bit embarrassed that his aide and his right hand saw him naked, after all he had been female once, and now he was male, there was little to be ashamed about. "Have you figured out whom or what we are dealing with?" the Kage of the Forgotten asked. 

"Someone with abnormal Chakra levels, but that would be all." Daiki explained as they stormed along the pathways of Chloés home, left and right of them were aquariums, carefully maintained and littered with piranhas, the odd bone sticking out of the sand. 

"That means little there are plenty a Shinobi with a lot of chakra." she said and Daiki shook his head. 

"Abnormally high by even Uzumaki standards." he told Chloé, and he stopped in his tracks, turning around, his green eyes carrying a faint glow. 

"Truly, now that is intriguing, a Jinchuuriki?" he asked and Daiki shrugged his shoulders. 

"We do not know, but whoever infiltrated is now walking around in our village, and we don't know who it could be." Daiki answered. "A Jinchuuriki may as well be possible, but we both know there are non Jinchuuriki Shinobi with chakra levels that side. Think of that little withe haired Yuki girl in Konoha, she was one of them even before she became a Jinchuuriki." 

"Indeed." Chloe continued marching opening his office door, a table made of hardwood in the middle, conference table and his office table smaller then others. Since the forgotten were smaller than all other Shinobi Village and made a point out of not involving themselves in the affairs of others they did hardly need as much space as the other villages for their affairs. Around the table were already the elusive members of their Council of Clans seated. 

They might be few, but most would have been shocked at the assembled powers sitting there. 

"Iburi-san, Uzumaki-san, Kamizuru-san, Kaguya-san, Chinoike-san, Ryu-san, Shirogane-san." She greeted the present, each of them a survivor of a supposedly destroyed clan, or a clan that vanished in nothingness. 

"Senju-dono." the head of the Ryu greeted him with a slight bow his Katana fastened to his side, masters of the sword, the Kenjutsu, his people considered it their most prized possession. 

"Don't call me that, call me Emeraude if you need a title to call me by." he stated in a foul mood and sat down at the helm of the table, crossing his legs "So tell me what do we plan on doing now that someone has come and offered to feed my fishes. I do not like my time with Aoki disturbed prematurely, it bodes no good for my mental stability."